Bookmarker is a personal project by @dellsystem to help with retaining reading material. Source on GitHub.

Activity

You added a note
1 year, 5 months ago

Emma Goldman being sold at the mall

He smiled broadly. “This is the purity of capitalism. There is no judgment about content. You have to marvel at its elasticity, its lack of moral need, its honesty. It is the great leveler—all can be and will be commodified. Besides, what’s wrong with Emma Goldman being sold at the mall as a cool a…

—p.258 Eat the Document by Dana Spiotta
You added a note
1 year, 5 months ago

this is the best moment I will ever have

This is the best moment I will ever have, he thought, but it was already over, they were on their way up the stairs. She undressed quickly. It was cold, and she got under the covers, leaving just her panties on. Then she reached under the sheets and took those off and tossed them on her pants and b…

—p.252 by Dana Spiotta
You added a note
1 year, 5 months ago

sometimes her own boyfriend gave her the creeps

“Did you go out at all today?” she said.

“I have a lot of work to do.”

“Like what?”

Josh sighed and turned to her. “We’re launching the website for Ergonomica, and I had to make sure everything works.”

“Really? Making sure it can’t be hacked?”

Josh turned back to his computer. “Somet…

—p.244 by Dana Spiotta
You added a note
1 year, 5 months ago

there was nothing abstract in Jason’s need for her project/panopticon

In the final weeks before the birth, she enjoyed cooking and freezing as much food as possible. This was maybe a typical pregnant woman thing to do: prepare for the days ahead with reheatable casseroles and lasagnas. Louise applied a slightly inappropriate energy to these cooking endeavors. Augie b…

—p.231 by Dana Spiotta
You added a note
1 year, 5 months ago

this was the most specific her body had ever felt topic/having-a-body

Her thin body stayed thin, but her belly grew and stretched beyond her wildest imaginings. She felt passive beneath it—that taut belly led, and she followed. This was the most specific her body had ever felt. She didn’t feel peaceful or beatific. Nothing as typical as that. She felt her life furthe…

—p.230 by Dana Spiotta