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

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7 months, 3 weeks ago

I couldn’t soften his hard Texan heart

The manufacturer was a Texan man, and he turned out not to be particularly nice. I wrote him a very interesting, entertaining, agreeable email, explaining the difficulties I had in getting to the post office because of my advanced years, and how people here steal any money you post anyway, and how …

—p.262 The Luminous Novel by Mario Levrero
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7 months, 3 weeks ago

indifferent to the firecrackers and drunken revels project/panopticon

The world of the computer has already been very much invaded by the wretched, and the cheaper things get, the more wretched it becomes. Not because the poor are necessarily wretched (though they often are, sometimes even as much as the rich), but because cunning people will use the wonders of techn…

—p.256 by Mario Levrero
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7 months, 3 weeks ago

now I’m shattered

More computer-related catastrophes, now in terms of software. I don’t remember if I’ve written here about the monitor exploding and being replaced with another monitor that’s no good, followed by another one that’s no good either. And now, while waiting to sort out the monitor, I’ve started having …

—p.238 by Mario Levrero
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7 months, 3 weeks ago

that feeling of yearning for something lost

[...] in situations like this, the first thing I do is develop a strange kind of nostalgia, a nostalgia for something completely unfamiliar to me. It’s not curiosity in the usual sense, by which I mean that I’m not interested in learning details about the people. But there’s a kind of global curios…

—p.233 by Mario Levrero
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7 months, 3 weeks ago

tomorrow doesn’t exist and it never will advice/living

In the early hours of yesterday morning, I began. Although really I should say ‘I continued’, since I’ve decided to use the small amount I wrote in January too. It’s been happening for a while now that when I get into bed, I work on the text in my head, or rather I work on the images, or the mood, …

—p.230 by Mario Levrero