{"id":6745,"date":"2007-06-27T15:02:46","date_gmt":"2007-06-27T19:02:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=6745"},"modified":"2024-10-27T15:11:07","modified_gmt":"2024-10-27T19:11:07","slug":"inscriptions","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=6745","title":{"rendered":"Inscriptions"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I love the site <a href=\"http:\/\/bookinscriptions.com\/\">Book Inscriptions Project<\/a> dearly  &#8211; so glad I discovered it!  I love to just scroll through there, reading, perusing &#8211; it makes me feel like I&#8217;m snooping, or something.  Maybe that&#8217;s part of the appeal.  But it&#8217;s not just that.<\/p>\n<p>I have some second-hand books that come with random inscriptions (<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=5109\">the one from 1912<\/a> is my favorite) &#8211; and there are a couple of books in my own collection with inscriptions that have huge capacity to transport me back in time.  Antonio and I always used to sign the books we gave to each other &#8211; so there they remain, in my collection &#8211; ghosts of that relationship, years and years gone by.<\/p>\n<p>The book that really &#8216;got us together&#8217; was <i>The Accidental Tourist<\/i> by Anne Tyler &#8211; Antonio was reading it that summer, and he gave a copy to me to read, before we even started officially dating &#8211; and wrote in it (in response to a joke I had made, I guess), &#8220;No.  We are not just two attitudes bouncing off of each other.  Tonio.&#8221;  There was something about that book &#8211; and its portrayal of an unconventional woman, and a quirky relationship &#8211; really spoke to him, and made him see me in a new way (his words). We had known each other forever &#8211; and it was as he was reading <i>Accidental Tourist<\/i> that the thought occurred to him &#8230;. what about Sheila?<\/p>\n<p>I remember reading that inscription and feeling a little crinkly thing in my stomach, like: hmmmm, this FEELS like something is there &#8230; Am I reading into that inscription?  Or .. is he saying there is more between us than just jokes and banter?<\/p>\n<p>I always think I&#8217;m reading stuff into everything, but the thing is:  I am usually right.  My instincts have rarely been off &#8211; even when friends have tried to say, &#8220;You&#8217;re being paranoid&#8221;, etc.  Nope &#8211; I know.  (The weirdest example of my intuition being <a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=2644\">here<\/a>.)<\/p>\n<p>The gift was symbolic &#8211; and I still have it &#8211; inscription and all.  Strange.  None of the feelings remain from that time &#8211; he&#8217;s one of the few guys I DID get over with no lingering regrets &#8211; so when I look at that inscription I feel strangely distant, and poetic almost.  Like &#8211; wow.  Look at that poetic thing that happened to someone else.   Look at that poetic romantic thing that means nothing to me.<\/p>\n<p>Snippets, fragments of humanity, of connection &#8211; missed or otherwise- Human beings writing to each other, to themselves &#8230; I don&#8217;t know, I find it very touching  &#8211; like Dr. Frank&#8217;s ongoing found objects series.  latest <a href=\"http:\/\/www.doktorfrank.com\/archives\/2007\/06\/dostoyevsky.html\">here<\/a>.  Or <a href=\"http:\/\/www.doktorfrank.com\/archives\/2007\/03\/when_you_make_a.html\">this one<\/a><\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s something about <a href=\"http:\/\/bookinscriptions.com\/\">The Book inscriptions project <\/a>that really speaks to me.  Hieroglyphics, remnants, ghosts, echoes &#8230; and yet oh how important these messages were to someone, once upon a time.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I love the site Book Inscriptions Project dearly &#8211; so glad I discovered it! I love to just scroll through there, reading, perusing &#8211; it makes me feel like I&#8217;m snooping, or something. Maybe that&#8217;s part of the appeal. 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