As I have noted before, Katherine Powers is one really good reason to wade through the sales circulars and other evidence of useless deforestation in our local paper of record on Sundays. Somewhere along the line the powers-that-be at the Globe stumbled on the good sense idea of having Powers in every Sunday. Hurrah, I say. In any case, reading her piece today I thought her corrections are more interesting than many writers texts. To whit:
CORRECTION: Who knows what dark force clouded my intellect, unstrung my reason, and unratcheted the very cogwheel of memory two weeks ago, and thus caused me to imply that S. J. Perelman’s diaries have been published. They haven’t. The same blasting power (that leaves nothing wholesome in its wake, only the ashes and smashed cinders of thought) is also behind my failing to note that there is an affordable abridgment of Arthur Inman’s diaries available, entitled ”From a Darkened Room: The Inman Diary” (Harvard University, paperback, $17.95). Unburdened now of these terrible secrets, I can at last find rest.
I was left half hoping she would make more errors