This seems to be as close as I'm getting to a book these days!
I've been working diligently to get all the bookmark favors finished as soon as possible. While I'm crocheting, I can be thinking about my devotional or my homeschool lectures, and so I'm getting double return for my time.
I'm positively allergic to repeating a crochet pattern, but right now I don't have any choice. I don't have enough patterns that I like to make each and every bookmark from a different pattern, so I must content myself with varying the color, which helps a little bit.
The bookmarks are an endless source of fascination for C, who hovers over them, exclaiming, "Prittee! Prittee!" As each new bookmark joins the ever-growing queque, K declares it to be her absolute favorite and begs me to save that one for her. I have promised to make her a bookmark from any pattern in any color that she likes, but I have to finish these first.
After writing about Jane Austen the other day, I pulled Persuasion off the shelf and dipped into it a little bit. War and Peace is hovering at the top of the "to be read" stack threatening to fall on my head, which could be serious. From Dawn to Decadence is gathering dust because I can't possibly start a second long book right now. W Pustyni i w Puszczy stares at me day after day, reminding me that I'm neglecting it. Several homeschool books (research for my speaking engagement) are clearing their throats severely, reminding me that they are obligatory. And there are books that I brought back to Poland six months ago that I haven't touched, although I truly expected to have time to read them this year, such as Thomas Cahill's Gift of the Jews or Northrop Frye's The Educated Imagination.
I'm crocheting bookmarks when I'd rather be reading books, and that's the simple fact. Fortunately, the books are mine; they live at my house and will be here when I do have time for them. Hallelujah.
In the meantime, if you feel like crocheting a bookmark, I found all these patterns and more on the internet.