Found most often in book are bookmarks--those advertising bookstores, or decorative bookmarks of one sort or another. Then there's the bookmark of convenience--ephemera either forgotten or tucked away between pages for safekeeping: napkins, grocery lists, to-do lists, homework, recipes, money, a silver certificate, poems, love letters, condolences, tickets, boarding passes, snapshots, drawings, pressed flowers, newspaper clippings, greeting cards, postcards, comic strips, invitations, a valentine, calling cards, membership cards, coupons, letters, prayer cards, business cards, a motion sickness bag, lottery tickets, pamphlets, a page torn from a calendar, a sheet of music, a report card, envelopes, photo booth strips, doodles, notes, a quotation written in inexpert calligraphy on an index card (
"There can be no rainbow without a cloud and a storm--" The Wind in the Willows), receipts. Some recent favorites include a bunch of hotel receipts, diplomatic invitations, and calling cards from Paris in the sixties found in a set of nice hardback Proust volumes and a poem written in ballpoint on a page torn from a spiral notebook found in
You Get So Alone At Times That It Just Makes Sense:
Fuck Suck Shit Piss Fuck Suck When you feel Your life Is Zero Charles Bukowski Becomes Your hero
In an earlier post I wrote about making collages from Golden Book publications. Here is a link to some wonderful postcards made by sometimes Pistil shelver (or un-shelver), Andrew Bleeker:
Alice Blue Review
Reading Notes
I am about two thirds the way through
The Best American Short Stories 2009. So far I've not made any great discoveries of writers whose work I want to pursue. The two stories I like best are both set in China: "NowTrends" by Karl Taro Greenfeld, and "A Man Like Him" by Yiyun Li. I'm also reading the current issue of
Harper's Magazine, which has a great editorial about Haiti.
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