Some recent browsing on bibliophagia led me to (among many other things) a curious and disturbing discussion about writing in books. A sub-forum in a forum devoted to ChickLit, it consisted primarily of entries on how horrified posters were about people writing in books. I’m not talking about rare books, or library books, or even books borrowed from friends. I’m talking about people who won’t write in their own books. Here’s the words of one poster: I am totally manic. I don’t lend out my books. I don’t write my name in books, nor do I write little comments in the margins. I don’t break the spines. Ever. I won’t even buy a book in a bookstore if the binding is the least bit damaged. I don’t even highlight my college textbooks. The worst thing though: I refuse to buy “used” college textbooks that are highlighted/dogeared because it irks me…
Tag: marginalia
information overload
This is the time of year when I often feel assaulted by information overload: there are new books and articles being published in both of my fields of research, I’m behind on my New Yorker, novels are piling up by my bedside, and then don’t forget all those blogs and websites to check in with! Sitting down and constructing my syllabus exacerbates all this. There are too many new works to read that I might want to include, and even worse, I can’t always remember where I read that fascinating study that absolutely needs to be included. Didn’t I read something in that gigantic book that will help us understand the mise-en-page of printed Bibles? But where? And has it been eclipsed by something more recent that I haven’t gotten to yet? Information overload. It often comes up as the bane of the electronice age, something that the email…