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

Activity

You added a note
1 year, 4 months ago

this is not your better self speaking project/panopticon project/rink-story

Tonight there is an overdue notice from VISA; a solicitation from Recording for the Blind; a letter from Jim Winthrop in Chicago, college roommate, best man at your wedding; and something corporate for Amanda White. You open Jim’s letter first. It starts “Hey stranger,” and ends with “regards to Am…

—p.37 Bright Lights, Big City by Jay McInerney
You added a note
1 year, 4 months ago

your soul is as disheveled as your apartment

Two of the things you like about Allagash are that he never asks you how you are and he never waits for you to answer his questions. You used to dislike this, but when the news is all bad it’s a relief that someone doesn’t want to hear it. Just now you want to stay at the surface of things, and Tad…

—p.32 by Jay McInerney
You added a note
1 year, 4 months ago

how do you know anything’s real?

The man stands beside the torso of a mannequin, the arms of which are covered with watches. He holds one out to you. “Check it out.” If you take it, you’ll feel committed. But you don’t want to be rude. You take the watch and examine it.

“How do I know it’s real?”

“How do you know anything’s …

—p.27 by Jay McInerney
You added a note
1 year, 4 months ago

you would have been shipped off long ago inspo/funny

[...] The folk history of the place has it that no one has ever been fired: not the narcoleptic theater critic who confused two different off-Broadway premieres and ran a review that combined elements of a southern family saga and a farce about Vietnam; not the award-winning plagiarist who cribbed …

—p.14 by Jay McInerney
You added a note
1 year, 4 months ago

you catch the scent of the Italian bakery topic/heartbreak

On Bleecker Street you catch the scent of the Italian bakery. You stand at the corner of Bleecker and Cornelia and gaze at the windows on the fourth floor of a tenement. Behind those windows is the apartment you shared with Amanda when you first came to New York. It was small and dark, but you like…

—p.9 by Jay McInerney