With Every Mistake [antikvár]

INTRODUCTION I can remember telephone numbers that I haven't called in years. I can even remember all my children's names. But I generally cannot remember the topic, let alone the title, of the article I wrote twenty-four hours ago. It's a defensive measure, an anti-brain-clutter device; I write at least a hundred of the things a year, and it has never caused me any anguish. Since I go through a laptop about every eighteen months, the old articles are not easily available for me to peruse even if I did want to revisit the scene of the crime. So it has been a new and rather humbling