I am so glad I found this journal. I took it along on a trip I took by myself, and it was such a friend to ponder upon solitude, the self, and the world with. The essays were all dazzling, but Patrick Curry's "A Room at the Back," written in philosophical dialogue with Montaigne, lined up particularly well with the clouds parting like curtains off of a most spectacular sunset. It felt quite like it, too.
Everything in and about this volume made me feel exhilarated and, at the same time, washed over me with an entirely beatific calm.
I am deeply aware of the irony of posting about this "offline journal" here on Goodreads, but am also firm in my belief that is a solitude enjoyed even better when shared. I will , however, follow it up by writing the editors a letter—which, incidentally, is the only way they can be reached.