"I know that this bewitchment by the material pasts of books, with the rare nimbus of fraternity they create in a rampagingly commodified and capitalized human landscape, is hardly just mine—do not scores of Americans engage in “bookcrossing,” registering books on websites and then deliberately leaving them on subway benches or coffee shop tables for others to find, read, and register? One site documenting intersections like this calls it an exercise in “fate, karma, or whatever you want to call the chain of events that can occur between two or more lives and one piece of literature,” the piece of literature in question being the book itself—with a bookmark?—not simply its written text."
Michael Atkinson wrote a delightful little essay about the often forgotten abandoned treasure which marks a reader's place in their world away from worlds. I know personally I have a system of placing the bookmark to help me remember where about the page I was. First I face the bookmark towards the page I left off on. If I am above the halfway point of the page it sits upright, if I am below that imaginary line the bookmark lies upside down as an indicator.
Mr. Atkinson has a lot more specific and insightful things to say on this anecdotal topic. To read on click here <---- .