“Not to put too fine a point on it, the notebook becomes not just the guardian of experience but its continuous revision as well, a peculiar and highly specialized organ of consciousness no less than an outrigger of the soul.
After my bookstore activities, I felt I needed time to sit and reflect. So, I wrote a brief reflection in my notebook:
Walking around the bookstore to observe, interview, and notate, I felt like a spy. 314 more words
In the last entry, I transcribed my field notes from an excursion to a local bookstore cafe. In this entry, I’m going to go a step further and attempt to morph those notes into two distinct scenes. 437 more words