Bookmarks, dog-ears, oh my!

One thing people find strange about me is my disregard for bookmarks. As a self-proclaimed book monster, bookmarks would seem like a natural gift for me... and I do think they are pretty. You know how some bookmarks come in those little plastic sleeves? I have probably 10 bookmarks encased in a sleeve, all their little strings competing for attention.

Oh, there's the Harry Potter one! I love the shiny blue jewel on the end of it... and there's my Babysitter's Club one from 5th grade... Kristy kicked butt, but Mary Anne sure did cry a lot... oh, my kitten bookmark! 

You get the point. I have a bunch of bookmarks.

And I don't use them.

Strange, you say? You wouldn't be the first.

When I'm finished reading, I notice the page number (I have a photographic memory, so I kinda snap a mental 'picture') and close the book. When I pick it up again, sometimes I remember the page number, sometimes I don't (usually when it's been a few days). If I don't, I just leaf through the book until I find as close to the last thing I read as possible and keep reading.

No bookmarks. No dog-ears. (Dog-ears are a punishable offense in my house.)

So tell me... do you use bookmarks? Dog-ear? (Stay away!) How do you mark where you stop in a book?

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