What Virginia Woolf's Notebooks Taught Me About Discipline

Confronting My Own Sense of Diligence

I had long considered myself someone who worked quite hard. I devote my holidays to self-improvement, and on weekdays I spend nearly the entire day immersed in my work. I recall Dr. Shin Young-jun once remarking that one ought to work more than eighty hours a week, and at the time, I believed I was putting in roughly that much effort myself.


Title :  The Notebook - A History of Thinking on Paper - 

Author : Roland Allen



Discovering the Diligence of Writers Before Us

Yet reading The Person Who Writes left me marveling at just how extraordinary people of earlier generations truly were. They lived without access to the conveniences of modern civilization that I, as a contemporary reader, now take for granted. And still, they recorded and cultivated themselves far more diligently than I ever have.

The book describes how, from a young age, Virginia Woolf kept her notebooks with remarkable dedication—so much so that in one of nearly thirty such volumes, written in 1919, she recorded having spent an entire week reading Daniel Defoe's novels closely and deliberately, notebook and pen always in hand, simply to meet a deadline.

It also recounts how Paul Valéry devoted himself so completely to his notebooks—ultimately amounting to some 28,000 pages—that he considered them his true life's work. For fifty years, he rose at five o'clock every morning without fail, setting aside private time for intellectual discipline, and in the process filled 261 notebooks.


A Humbling Realization

Isn't that remarkable? I find myself feeling ashamed of ever having taken pride in my own daily efforts. Two hundred and sixty-one notebooks—that is truly astonishing. Producing a body of work of that scale could only be the fruit of a lifetime spent recording and studying without pause.


Committing to a Life of Recording and Reflection

I now feel a genuine need to keep a record of my own life, if only to ensure that its moments are lived with meaning. Knowing that death will come for all of us someday, I want to experience—and take in—as much as possible of the vast knowledge and experience this world has to offer before that time arrives. I want to miss nothing, to overlook nothing, and to hold it all in both my eyes and my mind.

This is a book that has convinced me to always carry a notebook with me from now on.

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