
Would it be a bad thing if the concrete legacy of English writer BRUCE CHATWIN (1940-89) was the continued existence of the Moleskine notebook? In 1986, the French company that produced these elegant writer’s aids, celebrated at some length in Chatwin’s bestselling book The Songlines (1987), ceased production; in dismay the author purchased the entire stock of his local store, prompting the line back into vogue. Chatwin is a notebook kind of writer. His travel books, often heavily fictionalized, are peripatetic and sparse of style, works of suggestion rather than narration. His novels, especially the last and best, Utz (1988), layer stories and allusions to sly overall effect. If there is a common theme in his varied writing, it is meaning’s elusiveness. Australia’s songlines, geo-spiritual maps of the aboriginal population, are at once revealed and concealed by his treatment; the Meissen porcelains that obsess Kaspar Utz are objects of both political interest (estate seizure) and mythological portent (the Yiddish golem fable). Chatwin’s own meaning was elusive. A prolific, almost compulsive fabulist, he romanticized his early years as an instant Impressionist expert at Sotheby’s and, later, disguised his HIV infection and eventual death from AIDS under a series of fictional covers: gang rape in the African nation of Dahomey, exotic fungal infection via Asian bat bite, and so on. It’s sometimes said that a writer’s best story is his or her own life; in Chatwin’s case, the noun goes plural, and only a bookshelf of notebooks could contain them all.
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Wait — did Matthew write this? It sounds eerily like the work of … Josh Glenn. No, wait. Brian Berger. Hang on a second. Could it be Patrick Cates, that wizard of the West Coast?
Oh, credit where it’s richly due—Mark Kingwell is our author, and we’re lucky to have him! Sorry about the glitch—I’ve been worried about letting that happen since taking on the heroes, and now I’ve done it. Byline corrected!
I thought it might be some artful Chatwinesque disappearing act!