On 26 July, I made a list of the works I wanted to finish before croaking. Then, yesterday, I suddenly remembered one I had left off the list, having entirely forgotten it till then. A book of thoughts for the masses of the kind that are every once in a while very popular. I had what I thought a clever subject that I might be able to rattle on about for 150 or so pages. The result would have an excellent chance of being commercial–if I could ever find a way to bring it to the masses’ attention. I have a list of the thoughts it would be about; they all need discussion. I could probably write a good semi-final draft in a month or so. At times, I thought it should be the first thing I should go all out on when I could. As if I’ll ever go all out on anything again. . . .
Laughable as it may seem, I’m not going to say more about what it’s about for fear that someone more energetic than I will grab it and run with it.