Of the writing of books there is no end, or so said that sagacious King Solomon. But what of their self-syndicating, ego-boosting, and rarely helpful cousins made possible by your friendly neighborhood ISP, aka, blogs? Surely the world doesnâ€™t need yet another blog to read, or perhaps worse, another blogger in the offing.
But this blog will indeed strive to justify its existence by meeting a need, though perhaps it may well be that it will fill my needs rather than yours. You see, as interesting as I am confident this endeavor will be, it is more of an exercise in mental discipline on my part. I need a place where I can record my musings on theology, philosophy, art, life. In short, I need a ‘common place-book.’
We donâ€™t write things down anymore. Even I, a bookbinder and fountain-pen lover, have chosen to adapt a WordPress blog to these ends rather than indulge the enjoyable but time swallowing practice of scribbling.
So, I give you commonplaces. Please feel free to comment, as that is what makes this format more productive that traditional common place-books. If my blog is akin to a common place-book, then your comments are akin to marginalia (not to be confused with scholia).
fyi: below is a copy of the title page from Peter Martyr Vermigliâ€™s Common Places, which was originally published in Latin under the common title Loci Communes in 1576. I doubt that my version will have such staying power. At least I hope not.