A death-knell for the Dewey System?

I’m intrigued about the opening of a new library wing at Hobart’s Museum of Old and New Art (MONA). It has a world-first, tech enabled cataloguing system, called The O, which means you can just put a book down anywhere and the system will find it for the next reader.

“Phrontisterion is animated by technology that allows us to organise books however we want, while keeping track of everything—and thus does away with the in-many-ways-inadequate Dewey cataloguing system. It’s also a lot bigger than Mona’s old library. Since 2011, the collection has continued to grow and now boasts (literally, David boasts about it quite a lot) some 50,000 items in a range of formats, covering topics such as architecture, science, philosophy, statistics, literature, mathematics, numismatics, ancient Egypt and African art; alongside wine, beer, betting odds, religion, socialism, sex and—that old chestnut—death.”

This latest attempt at innovative library cataloguing put me in mind of art historian Aby Warburg and his library, which was arranged according to what Warburg called ’the law of the good neighbour'.

You can read an interview with David Walsh, the owner and creator of MONA:

A multi-millionaire on a mission: David Walsh expands his Museum of Old and New Art in Tasmania - The Art Newspaper - International art news and events

I took part in the August '26 IndieWeb Book Club

The book selection for the month was 📚 The Mulai, by Munir Hachemi, and I posted my thoughts online. To sum up, it was a thought-provoking metafiction fiesta.

Now VH Belvadi has posted the roundup, with a review – fittingly, I thought – in the style of the novel itself.

You can take part too. Just read the book, post your thoughts somewhere online and let the organiser know. That’s pretty much it. September’s chosen book is An Unauthorised Fan Treatise, by Wren James. Sara Jaksa chose this title and put out the call for submissions.

I know nothing about this book except that it appears to involve real person fan fiction conspiracy theories… er, maybe. This isn’t exactly my area of expertise so I’m looking forward to being enlightened.

Details of this and other months’ choices are at the IndieWeb Wiki.


*You can follow along with the continuing adventures of Writing Slowly by means of the RSS feed, or if you prefer, you can subscribe to good old email. *

A lizard is lying on a gray cushion placed on a wooden bench outdoors.

📷 Lounge lizard

📚Currently reading: My year in paris with gertrude stein by Deborah Levy.

📷 Late afternoon at the ocean baths.

“He’s like Jesus with a plow, and we’ve gotta walk beside him with our hands on that plow if we’re going to learn anything from him.”.

An apprenticeship in writing, with Wendell Berry. | Substack

‘Renaming Lake Ontario’ has the form of a classic mafia loyalty test. The Don sets an absurd, demeaning small task, to learn who’ll accept the subsequent steps. Google keeps passing. They don’t know their boundaries, which for a leading map-making company is ironic.

#Tech #TechEthics #Cartography

There's only make

The consistently inspiring online writer Brennan Brown ‘confesses’ to being a compulsive worker.

“Twenty sheets a day, or 2,000 words, or one essay every single day for eleven straight years… I don’t know if any of it is good, in the way Tellado’s editors meant good or the way Cervantes meant it when he called Lope a prodigy of nature. But I know the not-writing feels worse than the writing, and apparently that’s been true of every obsessive scribbler since at least the Spanish Golden Age, and there’s something comforting in that lineage. We’re not well, certainly. But we’re not alone, either.” — Compulsion – the writers who wrote the most in history

This compulsion to express oneself put me in mind of Coreta Kent’s rule number 6:

“Nothing is a mistake. There’s no win and no fail. There’s only make.” – Coreta Kent’s Ten Rules for artists

It’s not so much that consistency beats quality. More that consistency is what produces quality. But even before the desire to make good work comes the simple urge to make something.

I’m the author of Shu Ha Ri. The Japanese Way of Learning, for Artists and Fighters, available now.

Thinking about the late Yayoi Kusama today. We remembered our visit to the art gallery in her home town of Matsumoto where we were moved to tears.

A narrow modern hallway with glass railings leads to a wall displaying text about Yayoi Kusama's exhibition in both Japanese and English.

#YayoiKusama #JapaneseArt

Thoughts on The Mulai, a novel by Munir Hachemi

The Mulai, Munir Hachemi, tr. Julia Sanches (Fitzcarraldo Editions 978-1804272732, June 2026; Coach House Books 978-1-55245-519-7, July 2026).

I came across The Mulai by Spanish author Munir Hachemi because it was the pick for August’s Indieweb Book Club, and I’m happy I did.

This is the kind of intellectual science fiction that intrigues me: lost or unknown ‘alien’ civilisations, or the remnants of failed attempts at planetary colonisation, clinging on to what they remember of ‘civilisation’, or perhaps abandoning it for something stranger and more adaptive.

Familiar tropes are hard at work here. The mysterious nearly-human culture with its almost-but-not-quite-indecipherable language. The unreliable anthropologist, who reports on their observations and is both repelled and strangely attracted to what they encounter. The sudden reversals of expectation and the uncomfortable presentiment of doom.

I’ve enjoyed several books that work with and extend these ideas. Marge Piercy’s Woman on the Edge of Time asks whether it’s possible to work for a better future without succumbing to Utopian fantasies. China Miéville’s Embassytown addresses the near impossibilities of translation across incommensurable cultures and physiologies, as does Ted Chiang’s novella, “Story of Your Life”. Chris Beckett’s Dark Eden explores the travails of the descendants of human colonists, abandoned on an inhospitable planet. Bird Deity by John Morrissey depicts the stark brutality of planetary colonisation that exploits everything it touches while understanding almost nothing of the indigenous inhabitants it depends on (Here’s a review). And hovering behind all these works is Ursula K. Le Guin’s The Dispossessed, that “ambiguous utopia.”

I make this litany to mark out the familiar territory, but as Chris Beckett said of his novel, “it’s what you do with these themes that’s important, not whether they’re new or not.”

And indeed these recurring themes remain vital. How are we to encounter the strange, the radically different, the inexplicably other? It’s something people seem to be terrible at. In her review of Embassytown for The Guardian, Ursula K. Le Guin observed:

“There are men right now who have never learned how to talk to women. How will we talk to somebody really different – aliens?”

The eponymous Mulai of Hachemi’s novel are definitely not familiar. They aren’t aliens, but for Dr. Nahum Cordovero, the “archaeologist” who comes to study them in their 159th year of isolation, they might as well be. They are the survivors of a failed attempt at planetary colonisation, terraforming pioneers, abandoned when their distant sponsors became preoccupied with a war.

After generations of abandonment the Mulai have forgotten almost everything about the advanced technology that still keeps them alive. They have long sublimated their hope of rescue into a more abstract eschatology: “The tree comes.” This mantra comforts them, perhaps especially due to its lack of any connection to reality.

Since arriving on this barely inhabitable planet they have rapidly and comprehensively transformed almost every aspect of their previous way of life. To Dr. Cordovero, everything about them is tantalisingly hard to understand.

As he comes to terms with the language of the Mulai, it both clarifies the culture and renders it harder to interpret. His status as an outsider is tested to breaking point. By learning the language, the culture it represents begins to interpret him.

Meanwhile, Faida, one of the Mulai, is also finding it hard to understand life. Having embarked on a quite different quest, she has encountered a book hidden by one of the original colonists. The reader may recognise it almost at once as Invisible Cities by Italo Calvino, but to Faida it’s a deep enigma. She resolves to attempt the impossible: to break with taboos in order to translate this strange artifact into the Mulai language.

From these different angles, then, questions of language, culture, and interpretation are problematised rather than reaching a clear resolution.

Hachemi’s previous novel, Living Things, observed that nuances and misunderstandings “are not the collateral damage of language but the conditions of its existence”.

The reader is deeply implicated in this process. How to make sense of this fragmented narrative? What do these strange words mean? What is the actual purpose of Cordovero’s mission and what are the implications of his heavily censored conclusions (censorship presumably being a condition of their existence)?

“El árbol viene” — “The Tree Comes” — is the original Spanish title of the novel. This is the meaning of mu lai, 木来 in Chinese. It’s part of a sign at the entrance to the dome under which the Mulai live, which, if it wasn’t for the weathering of the planet’s fierce seasons, would still read 未来, wei lai. The now missing extra stroke would signify, “Future”, the official, long-forgotten name of the original mission.

The word Future is displayed in multiple languages, including English, Chinese (with a missing stroke), Russian, Arabic, and Korean, separated by vertical bars.

This is a sign that we’re firmly in the territory of metafiction. It is also a reference to one of the works quoted in the epigraph to the novel, Argentinian author Héctor Libertella’s El árbol de Saussure: Una utopía. This work declares “the future is over” at the same time as it pulls apart the famous claims of the Swiss linguist of the tenuous relationship between the word “tree” and the living tree it signifies.

An oval-shaped label contains a black silhouette of a tree above the word Tree, separated by a horizontal line.

The metafiction deepens as the reader is led to wonder about the importance of de Saussure’s linguistic theories and their appropriation by Jacques Lacan via Libertella’s satire. The same applies to Calvino’s Invisible Cities, along with two fictional works repeatedly alluded to as the narrative progresses: the Libertarian Codex, and its “first amendment”, the Teachings of Flukeh.

All is puzzling fragments in this tale told through a multi-authored collection of papers, disjointed in time and of often dubious perspective. This sense of spatial, cultural and literary estrangement is surely appropriate for a novel fundamentally about estrangement. I found it deeply compelling and finished the book in two intense sittings. No sooner had I read the last page than I found myself turning straight back to the first page to re-read with a new, if still very incomplete understanding. “The future is over,” begins Dr. Cordovero. But that’s just the start.

There’s a great review of The Mulai by Xiao Yue Shan in Asymptote Journal. It’s worth reading even if you don’t read the novel.

And from an interview with the author (in Spanish) I discovered he seems to have a Mulai glyph tattooed on his forearm. Now that’s commitment to your art.

See more on the IndieWeb Book Club

Now read:

César Aira on the constant flight forward

Thoughts on Piranesi, a novel by Susanna Clarke

I’m the author of Shu Ha Ri: The Japanese Way of Learning, available now.


References

  • Beckett, Chris. Dark Eden. Corvus, 2012.
  • Calvino, Italo. Invisible Cities. Translated by William Weaver, Harvest Book / Harcourt Brace & Company, 1974.
  • Chiang, Ted. “Story of Your Life.” Stories of Your Life and Others, Small Beer Press, 2002, pp. 91-140.
  • Hachemi, Munir. Living Things. Translated by Julai Sanches. Fitzcarraldo Editions, 2024.
  • Hachemi, Munir. The Mulai. Translated by Julia Sanches, Fitzcarraldo Editions, 2026.
  • Le Guin, Ursula K. The Dispossessed. Harper Voyager, 2014.
  • Libertella, Héctor. El árbol de Saussure: Una utopía. Adriana Hidalgo Editora, 2000.
  • Miéville, China. Embassytown. Del Rey, 2012.
  • Morrissey, John. Bird Deity. Text Publishing, 2026.
  • Piercy, Marge. Woman on the Edge of Time. Fawcett Crest, 1985.

Finished reading: The Mulai by Munir Hachemi 📚 — recommended by VHBelvadi as part of the IndieWeb Book Club.

As Jim Mitchell says, Indieweb is punk, and clearly I like spinning my own threads, but I do have a question: Since you still need to rent a domain name to get on the Web, isn’t there something more indie, like hosting your own server on a mesh network? Did I miss something?

#IndieWeb #Blogging

Watched: The Invite 🍿very funny and quite poignant, with some great performances. I’m now keen to see the Spanish original.

Is your note collection making or unmaking the world? A reflection on institutional collecting, personal note archives, and why output matters more than input.

writingslowly.com/2026/08/1…

#Zettelkasten #Writing #NoteTaking #PKM #Blogging

Collecting notes is just the start

“The British Museum is not a good thing in and of itself. It is good only to the extent that its influence in the world is for the good. The collection is a starting point, an opportunity, an instrument. Will the museum use it to influence the future of the planet and its peoples? Or will it continue to project the power of colonial gain and corporate indemnity?” — Ahdaf Soueif, On Resigning from the British Museum’s Board of Trustees Soueif2019resigning

As a resigning member of the board of trustees of the British Museum, novelist Ahdaf Soueif was in a strong position to understand the point of collecting. His words, written in 2019, stand for any form of collecting, from world-leading to extremely modest.

Soueif reminds us that any collection is only “a starting point, an opportunity, an instrument”.

His resignation follows what I take to be an increasing realisation that in spite of the PR, through its collection and curation the British Museum really does perpetuate a colonial worldview, and is an instrument of destructive power. In particular he calls out the Museum’s continued sponsorship by oil multinational BP, its lack of leadership on the issue of the repatriation of looted artefacts, and its reluctance to support fair work conditions for ancillary staff in the wake of the collapse of service provider Carillion.

He asked of the Museum, not entirely rhetorically, it is to be hoped,

“will it be involved in making a world that is habitable, just, interconnected and open for the next generation; or will it continue to collaborate with those who are unmaking the world before our eyes?”

I think that this might apply as a test of any collection, at least in the following sense: Is the act of collecting making or unmaking the world?

In some very small way, even my collection of notes must play its part. Is my act of collecting making or unmaking the world?

Hence: publishing is important. It’s not enough to keep collecting. The aim is to make something and to share it with others.

Further Reading

  1. A search for meaning in the palace of lost memories: Thoughts on Piranesi, a novel by Susanna Clarke

    In this article I examine two opposing worldviews when it comes to collections and the environment: viewing the world as something to exploit instrumentally, versus recognising its intrinsic value. I guess I’m interested in whether our systems of gathering and keeping serve to honour the world or merely extract value from it.

  2. How to decide what to include in your notes

    This article explores commonplace books, personal collections of information, and the deliberate choices behind what we collect (and what we discard).

  3. How to start a Zettelkasten from your existing deep experience

    Here I warn against building a “magnificent but useless encyclopaedia” and I champion active, meaningful engagement over passive hoarding. Easier said than done, but I’m trying.

  4. Remembering what you read

    This is where I reflect on how personal notes construct a library of interpretations, and I ask how we decide what’s worth preserving.

  5. The Toe of the Year and the Curious Case of John Donne’s Missing Commonplace Book

    This article looks at the mechanics of commonplace collecting and reflects on the risk of collecting quotes without genuinely digesting them. And yes, there’s a poem about the toe of the year.


I wrote a book, Shu Ha Ri: The Japanese Way of Learning. It’s available now.

Dave Winer has said WordPress really needs a simple, normal writing interface and I couldn’t agree more. We’re hardly alone and it turns out they’ve been listening.

wordpress.com/blog/2026…

You can finish what matters without changing who you are

Author David Kadavy made a fantastic podcast a while back about the contrast between Leonardo and Raphael: Leonardo mind, Raphael world.

As a sought-after artist Raphael was reliable and prolific, if a little conventional. Leonardo, on the other hand, was a wildly inventive polymath, a genius far ahead of his time. Unfortunately, he had a poor track record at finishing what he started. I was intrigued by this, and it inspired me to write a little about learning to make notes like Leonardo.

Two ancient philosophers engage in a thoughtful discussion, with one pointing upwards and the other gesturing outward. The figure on the left is Plato, which is also a portrait of Leonardo.

Leonardo depicted as Plato (or is it the other way around?) in Raphael’s fresco, The School of Athens (1509-1511)

Well, now I’m delighted that David has expanded his insights into these rival figures of the Italian Renaissance in his latest book. I read an early version of Finish What Matters, prior to its release on 14 September 2026. And I have to say, already the introduction spoke to me personally as though the author was looking me in the eyes and examining my soul. Having late-diagnosed ADHD I’m acutely aware of how much I still don’t know about harnessing my innate creative abilities to deliver something tangible. And it feels like the author really gets this.

“You’d like to be a Raphael who gets things done. But many of us are Leonardos, who start project after project and never finish anything. The ideas that ignite our curiosity matter to us deeply, yet we can never seem to make them count.”

It was a little uncomfortable to be seen in this way but it boded well for the rest of the book. It’s gripping, absorbing and exactly what I need a self-help book to be: directly useful in a potentially life-altering way. I don’t say that about every book I read, but for this I’m making an exception.

Finish What Matters has dramatically increased my confidence that with the right mind-set and the right process, finishing a creative project is not only quite achievable but can also be a lot of fun. It’s also a reminder that I don’t somehow need to become a different person. There’s more than one path to finishing your work and more than one way of being productively creative. The world is better because Raphael and Leonardo were irreducibly themselves. More modestly, my range is me, and that’s OK.

If you want to be sure not to miss David Kadavy’s latest work, subscribe to his newsletter, Love Mondays.


Because I was determined to share my book Shu Ha Ri: The Japanese Way of Learning, for Artists and Fighters, I finished what matters and it’s available right now.

A rocky cliffside at North Head, Sydney, overlooks the ocean with waves gently crashing against the shore and some greenery in the foreground.
The North Head of Sydney Harbour is always spectacular.

A coastal landscape at North Head, Sydney, features clear blue water with boats and a distant city skyline under a partly cloudy sky.
It’s amazing how close to the city this is, yet it feels quite distinct.

A dense cluster of white and red Australian native flowers surrounded by green foliage.
We weren’t alone; the early spring wildflowers were already out in force.

Two clusters of white flannel flowers with spiky petals and silvery-green foliage are growing among grass and dry leaves.
Flannel flowers: an emblem of New South Wales.

A coastal landscape with the rocky terrain and shrubs of North Head, Sydney, overlooks a blue body of water with South Head and a distant city skyline, Sydney CBD, on the horizon.
I’m inspired to come here more often.

A ferry is sailing on Sydney Harbour during sunset, framed by trees and branches in the foreground.
The ferry took me home.

Do you ever feel there’s too many ready-made answers that don’t fit your needs? Me too. That’s why I’m exploring an alternative: ’living questions’. Not quite Rilke, but also not not Rilke. writingslowly.com

#NoteTaking #LifelongLearning #Zettelkasten