Readers,
I try to post here on the ’shelf first, and sometimes then drop a link in the minuscule social media presence I maintain. I remember the early years of twitter with pleasure, but I scraped and escaped that platform a year ago ; I mothballed instagram at about the same time, abandoned in place and still accessible as there are videos relating to the Magazine of Poetry and readings at 725 Fifth avenue worthy of persistence (catalogue to come). I picked a mastodon iteration in the autumn of 2023 (what a long year it seems) : @endlessbookshelf@mastodon.iriseden.eu. A small organic following evolved, but in recent months the iteration has been routinely unreliable and inaccessible to me : first I couldn’t upload images, and now I cannot even log on at all. Possibly it is user error, but equally possible, not. So I established another account at : @endlessbookshelf@mastodon. social
so : to each of the first five (5) readers of the ’shelf who respond via e-mail with reports of the visibility or invisibility of the Endless Bookshelf page at iriseden ; OR reports of their own recent reading, I will send to you (or a friend), a copy of The Private Life of Books or a copy of When They Came by Don Webb (the latter title only in USA).
(from today 2 October through Friday 4 October or until the number is reached, at which point this post will vanish)