an incomplete inventory

How do you read and annotate?

I’ve been reading more books this year compared to previous years, and more intentionally—in, I guess, the spirit of wanting to learn something from them, in form or subject, and to be in conversation with them to better augment my thinking and imagining in hopes that it will all enter the metaphorical blender of my mind and churn out something sort of novel. I’m still skimming off the top of my bottomless pit of queued books, which, right now, tends to feature the books that have been long talked about that I never managed to get to, and I’m looking forward to when I start exploring more obscure and overlooked terrain.

How I read these days: sitting upright at my desk at home, or at a cafe table outside, with just a mechanical pencil—0.7 2B lead tip preferable, which feels like the right amount of sootiness for me, even if it sometimes leaves imprints on the opposite page—always in hand for annotating. Occasionally, when I’m feeling tired and just need to lean back, I’ll go curl up on the sofa and just read without any pencilling at all, which is by far the cosier way to read and I definitely find myself to be more present on the page, more in the flow of the story. But then I’ll feel compelled later to go back to my desk to skim the text again and mark it where it’s called my attention. This double duty takes time, obviously, when there’s already so little time in the day, so whenever I can I opt to sit myself down straight-backed somewhere—at my home office, occasionally on the porch table outside with the dogs for company, out at a cafe—with a pencil ready in hand. In this way, reading these days feels like doing homework to me, which I mean mostly in a good way: I love homework when I’m setting the homework myself! But I do also miss just giving myself over to a well-spun tale, the way I did when I was a much younger reader.

Back then, I read everywhere: in moving cars, at the dinner table, while tailing my mum in shopping malls. Unlike other kids who maybe had, say, their video games confiscated, my mum confiscated my books—usually when my school exams were coming around—which led to, I remember, a couple of frustrating moments when she forgot where she hid them because she’d had to get more inventive as I had found them before, in varying arrangements, in her closet, obscured by her hanging clothes. In retrospect, of course, I recognise this as funny, endearing even. I mean, my mum thought I had a reading problem 😂

But, I suspect, because of the sheer amount of information I take in, across all sorts of subjects, I forget or overlook plenty of things, or can’t immediately call something to mind when I need it—though, funnily, what I do selectively remember I seem to remember very intensely. So that’s why I document (try, anyway), well, pretty much everything, and started annotating the books I’ve read, because it’s happened before that I absolutely loved a book or a movie, could go on about how it made me feel and the general thrust of it, but somehow couldn’t tell you how it ended. Also, books help me think, and I don’t want to always have to re-read a book again to know where to look for a thought that felt generative, and that I knew I wanted to explore further. I want to be able to flip through the pages and have something jolt my mind.

I had left a draft of this letter hanging with only this same title for months, but was encouraged to finally write it when I came across Brandon Taylor’s recent Substack note on this very subject. I found much to agree with in the responses, especially this:

I underline when moved to underline. I try not to overthink it; I want my subconscious involved. Sometimes, later, I see what I underlined and don’t know why but it’s interesting to try to reconstruct. –Emily Crossen

I had wanted to figure out a better “system” to my haphazard annotating. But then I remember that, though I get immense satisfaction from it, the act of categorising and “filing” things away for future discovery—we already need to do so much of that in the admin of our personal lives!—really bogs me down and takes up the time I could spend on more productive things, like actually writing. I don’t need the tyranny of bureaucracy.

So, here’s the simple way I’ve been annotating, and how I will continue to do it: