Last night I read Paul Auster’s Red Notebook. OK well I was slightly distracted by Barcelona v Chelsea. But it was a fascinating read and well linked to what I envisage this site to be all about.
For those of you unfortunate enough not to have read it, it is a simple collection of dated diary entries, all of which tell the tale of coincidences that (may or may not) occur in Auster’s life.
My favourite tale involved his meeting with legendary baseball player Willie Mays, and his disappointment at not getting his autograph because neither Auster nor his parents had a pencil. this made him carry a pencil around with him wherever he went in future. And, he thinks, made him become a writer.
Now, coincidence one is that a similar episode took place in my life. Not with a legend, but DJ Steve Wright when he came to Morecambe with his Posse and the Radio 1 Roadshow, always the highlight of the Summer. I cried when he had to rush off and nobody had a pen for him to sign the postcard next to Smiley Miley.
Coincidence two is that following my last post about Brigitta, a close friend of mine – whom I knew well when I found the photos, and have been in contact with ever since – expressed surprise at seeing a picture of his old coursemate on my blog, who he had spent three years studying alongside.
Ok so there are only a few thousand students at JMU and the six degrees of separation suggest that somebody must have known her. But still…
This got me wondering. If any readers have experienced similar quirks of fate since reading my blog (ie in the last week) please get in touch theartist@jonathangreenbank.com
Be seeing you.
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