Keep what books leave behind
a private journal for what books leave you with — the feeling, the line, the rating
No reading goals. No streaks. No one watching
Forget Me Note is a mirror, not a report card
Read wherever you like — paper, Kindle, a library copy with someone else's pencil in it. Everything else lives here: what you're saving, what you're mid-way through, what it left you with
What you felt
Some books you want one specific person to know about. Trade codes and you get each other's shelves — notes and all
No followers, no counts, no one you went to school with. Just the two or three people whose taste you actually trust
What the year kept
At the end of every month — and every year — a page that reads like a note, not a scoreboard. What you finished, what you felt most often, which book you still haven't shut up about
A month, in covers
Сlose a book and it takes the day. Nothing to check off, nothing to keep up
Later, August is five covers on five dates. You'll remember more than you expect
A few people you'd tell anyway
Some books you want one specific person to know about. Trade codes and you get each other's shelves — notes and all
No followers, no counts, no one you went to school with. Just the two or three people whose taste you actually trust
Everything you meant to read
Want to read, still reading, finished — and any shelf you make up yourself. Books move between them or sit still for a year. Nobody's countingThe pile you're saving is part of the reading too
Keep what books leave behind
a private journal for what books leave you with — the feeling, the line, the rating
No reading goals. No streaks. No one watching
Forget Me Note is a mirror, not a report card
Read wherever you like — paper, Kindle, a library copy with someone else's pencil in it. Everything else lives here: what you're saving, what you're mid-way through, what it left you with
What you felt
Some books you want one specific person to know about. Trade codes and you get each other's shelves — notes and all.
No followers, no counts, no one you went to school with. Just the two or three people whose taste you actually trust
What the year kept
At the end of every month — and every year — a page that reads like a note, not a scoreboard
What you finished, what you felt most often, which book you still haven't shut up about
A month, in covers
Сlose a book and it takes the day. Nothing to check off, nothing to keep up
Later, August is five covers on five dates. You'll remember more than you expect
A few people you'd tell anyway
Some books you want one specific person to know about. Trade codes and you get each other's shelves — notes and all
No followers, no counts, no one you went to school with. Just the two or three people whose taste you actually trust
Everything you meant to read
Want to read, still reading, finished — and any shelf you make up yourself. Books move between them or sit still for a year. Nobody's countingThe pile you're saving is part of the reading too
Keep what books leave behind
a private journal for what books leave you with — the feeling, the line, the rating
No reading goals. No streaks. No one watching
Forget Me Note is a mirror, not a report card
Read wherever you like — paper, Kindle, a library copy with someone else's pencil in it. Everything else lives here: what you're saving, what you're mid-way through, what it left you with
What you felt
Sometimes it's four feelings at once, and none of them is "liked it." Tap the ones that fit — no need to explain them
What the year kept
At the end of every month — and every year — a page that reads like a note, not a scoreboard
What you finished, what you felt most often, which book you still haven't shut up about
A month, in covers
Сlose a book and it takes the day. Nothing to check off, nothing to keep up
Later, August is five covers on five dates. You'll remember more than you expect
A few people you'd tell anyway
Some books you want one specific person to know about. Trade codes and you get each other's shelves — notes and all
No followers, no counts, no one you went to school with. Just the two or three people whose taste you actually trust
Everything you meant to read
Want to read, still reading, finished — and any shelf you make up yourself. Books move between them or sit still for a year. Nobody's counting
The pile you're saving is part of the reading too