So, yesterday I broke my strict book buying rules and came home from work with two books. I just had to have them, simple as that. They are beauties.
First up I’d set my heart on reading the new book by Philip Hensher, The Missing Ink. It’s getting a fair amount of attention at the moment, all positive that I’ve seen. It’s a personal look at handwriting, and its role in the modern keyboard/touch screen society. I am still much more comfortable with pen and paper than with typing. I take all my notes longhand, and have folders and notebooks full of handwritten stuff. But, I also tweet, blog, text, and of course all my essays end up ultimately as clean Word documents. I read a little from the book last night, and enjoyed Hensher’s direct style; he makes no bones about his contempt for idiotic school policies regarding handwriting as a skill to be learnt. I’m not so pessimistic about it. I have a small gang of nieces and nephews who are all school age, and for all of them learning to write has been an important part of their learning. I’m looking forward to reading more of the book, and will report back in due course!
My second purchase yesterday was a complete spur of the moment whim, but it is a thing of great beauty. I know it is too early to think about Christmas really, but look…
The endpapers are stunning.
And, there are lots of lovely illustrations all the way through. It’s a little Christmas miracle!