shanonymouse:

It took me less than two weeks to complete the puzzle piece scavenger hunt for Chicago Independent Bookstore Day! I got to check out 8 new-to-me bookstores in different neighborhoods in the city (as well as my regular spot), most of which I would happily revisit. I made a purchase at 8 of 9 stores (I was pressed for time at the last one) and ended up with quite a haul! I would immediately put myself on a book-buying ban but I’m currently awaiting a flight to Seattle and I feel like I’m going to find some interesting bookstores out there.

Many thanks to openbookstore, unabridgedbookstore, bookcellar, citylit-books, powellschicago, seminarycoop, 57thstreetbooks, Sandmeyer’s, and Women and Children First for putting together such a great event, and to Lilli Carré (kettle-o-fish) for such a beautiful design!

Now I just need to get some puzzle glue and a frame to display my lovely new artwork.

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lastnightsreading:

Edan Lepucki at WORD Bookstore, 7/22/14

lastnightsreading:

Edan Lepucki at WORD Bookstore, 7/22/14

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successisnotanoption:


It is BATMAN DAY and NATIONAL HOT DOG DAY.

successisnotanoption:

It is BATMAN DAY and NATIONAL HOT DOG DAY.

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wordpainting:

So true!

wordpainting:

So true!

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dustinmathisen:

ptgreat:

nickcarragay:

petition to make young adult authors stop writing about girls whose lives change when they meet a boy

When she saw him time slowed to a stop.  He was so perfect and she knew her life would never be the same because she had finally found him.  The one.  The first boy she would ever kill.

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The all the night because the sky falls down where my bones should break. Nail me right inside the blackness. That’s a good night’s sleep for me.
— A GIRL IS A HALF-FORMED THING, Eimear McBride (via jennirl)

mythologyofblue:

And it grows, the vain
summer,
even for us with our
bright green sins:

behold the dry guest,
the wind,
as it stirs up quarrels
among magnolia boughs

and plays its serene
tune on
the prows of all the leaves—
and then is gone,

leaving the leaves
still there,
the tree still green, but breaking
the heart of the air.

-Carlo Betocchi, ”Summer”, trans. by Geoffrey Brock + +

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Every day is a masterpiece, even if it crushes you.
— Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness (on sale in paperback 7/29)
DID Y’ALL HEAR? We’re hosting John Darnielle of the Mountain Goats at Lincoln Hall on 10/07/14! If you’d like to hear him talk about his moving new novel Wolf in White Van, get your tickets at lincolnhallchicago.com ! #themountaingoats #johndarnielle (at Unabridged Bookstore)

DID Y’ALL HEAR? We’re hosting John Darnielle of the Mountain Goats at Lincoln Hall on 10/07/14! If you’d like to hear him talk about his moving new novel Wolf in White Van, get your tickets at lincolnhallchicago.com ! #themountaingoats #johndarnielle (at Unabridged Bookstore)

He might be famous for finding it, true—but if fame takes away the thing it celebrates, then Sebastien would prefer the inspired silence. We’re all famous in our own hearts anyway.
— Simon Van Booy, The Illusion of Separateness (on sale in paperback 7/29)
randomhouse:

eightcookies:

Whose face should be on the $100 bill? Joan Didion.
(context)

Uh, obviously. It’s all about the Didions.

randomhouse:

eightcookies:

Whose face should be on the $100 bill?

Joan Didion.

(context)

Uh, obviously. It’s all about the Didions.

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arcticdiscos:

 Sylvia Plath. 1932-1963
 “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I  want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the  skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades,  tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in  life. And I am horribly limited.” 

arcticdiscos:

 Sylvia Plath. 1932-1963

 “I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I  want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the  skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades,  tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in  life. And I am horribly limited.” 

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Us being us.

Us being us.

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