Record, habit, compulsion, order - Badger Books Catalogue

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You write something. A thought, something seen, an insight, overheard in the bus, you could draw it, it might have happened that day; then you add to it, continue adding; it can be something that someone else has written, you’ve read it, it strikes a chord and you make a note of it. You add, accumulate, and the pages take on a life of their own. You wonder what you’re making and why you can’t stop. Time passes and it’s a list, diary, sketchbook, or a journal; the pieces you’ve gleaned from elsewhere have become the blocks in your commonplace book. To what end? A picture of yourself; gathering moments together that would otherwise have slipped by unnoticed; the compulsion to record; the pleasure of not knowing what you will write next?