Grab the nearest book.
* Open the book to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post the text of the next two to five sentences in your blog along with these instructions.
* Don't dig for your favorite book, the cool book, or the intellectual one: pick the CLOSEST.
Rosanne is passing this challenge on, one she found from Every little thing blog.
This is a fun idea to see what everyone is reading in the midst of a very cold winter.
Sue Grafton's latest novel was closest to hand.Her alphabet series with the female private investigator Kinsey Millhone.
"Great. I'm sure she'll understand the kind of crisis we've got on our hands. Gus is eighty-nine years old and your his only living relative."
Her tone shifted from resistance to mere reluctance. "I do have business contacts in L.A.I don't know how quickly I could set it up, but I suppose I could fly out at the end of the week and maybe see him Saturday or Sunday. How would that be?"
"One day in town won't do him any good unless you mean to leave him where he is."
"In the nursing home? That's not such a bad idea."
"Yes, it is. He's miserable."
If you would like to play join this challenge link back to Rosanne.
What book are you snuggling up with on these cold wintry dark and grey days?
6 comments:
Sounds like a good book just from this little excerpt!
Rosemary,
The closest book was a novel that I'm writing. I went to page 56 and counted five sentences.
How nice it was to be able to watch the bird this close. Finally, he spread his wings and glided toward the ground.
Joeline threw back the quilt, got up and put on her dress and shoes. The excruitiating pain in her head had diminished to a dull ache. At least it was tolerable now. She sat down on the edge of the bed. She didn't really feel much like going downstairs. The rosebud wallpaper and the log cabin quilt seemed to give the room a coziness that was lacking in the one she had decorated.
This is not the best of the book, but I followed your instructions and hope you enjoyed reading.
Blessings,
Mary
Rosemary,
The working title is Uniforms and Petticoats I will post bits and pieces on my blog in future for my readers, but can't divulge too much. Someday I'd like to have it published.
Blessings,
Mary
Mine's up. :)
Hi, Rosemary. I just added your blog as one I will follow. I am new to blogging. The closest novel is Robin Cook's Crisis.
Her passing was a blessing for everyone. She didn't have a life.
Craig had calmed down enough to take a drink of is scotch without spilling any.
"I remember from the few times I had contact with her in the office, she seemed like a piece of work," Leona said placatingly.
Closest to me is an immense Unabridged Twentieth Century Dictionary. I chose to take a book on the the shelf above the computer, only an arm's length away: The Great Railway Bazaar by Paul Theroux.
"Go," said the conductor.
But I didn't want to go, for besides the overcrowded compartments of Europeans and Americans there were the compartments of Kurds, Turks, Iranians, and Afghans who slept on top of each other and cooked stews between their berths over dangerously flaring kerosene stoves.
The ferry moved off, hooting into the black lake.
(I love the last sentence!)
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