Why is it that there is never a bookmark when I need one? I had two books on the go recently (a bit naughty since I'd vowed to stop trying to read more than one thing at a time - I get confused and easily distracted!) and I realised I always seem to be using random things that are near at hand to mark my place. I'm not even just talking about paper-based items, like receipts. I mean combs, emery boards, plasters still in the packet... This might give you an insight into how disorganised I am.
I decided, then, that if I wanted a ready supply of bookmarks, there was no reason I couldn't make some myself. I had some greetings card blanks and decided they would do, and I got out my pencils, pens and crayons, stuck some music on, and had a doodle.
I drew around the only bookmark I have that I seem to be able to keep track of - it's the one that came with my Moleskine Passions Book Journal. I like the shape of it. I filled in four of the blanks while watching mindless telly, and then today I coloured them in while listening to Patrick Wolf. Very relaxing!
This was what my desk looked like when I'd finished!
And here is a closer look:
I liked the rounded corners. And the 'flights of imagination' one is my favourite. I think I would like to make some more, but in different shapes this time, maybe like Kawaii characters or some such.
At least now I won't need to look for a nail file when I finish a chapter!