No Excuses For Poor Memory

Friday’s post on “The Road” was originally about how puzzled I was that the book club discussion had seemed to miss the point. I could see how one person could be blinded by prose but not five. Eventually I realised “The Road” had never been a book club book. So a hastily revised version appeared on the benefits of book club discussion instead!

I can at least console myself that I’m in good company. Not only could Montaigne never remember the books he’d read he also struggled to recognise essays he had written. In an unintentional irony Will Self was on the radio this morning talking about the republication of Montaigne’s essays. Although I’m a fan you could say that Will Self has a similar problem – he sometime forgets the novels he writes have already been written. But then again “What do I know?”