Showing posts with label Friday 56. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friday 56. Show all posts

Friday, March 26, 2010

The Friday 56


Rules:
*Grab the book nearest you. Right now.

*Turn to page 56.
*Find the 5th sentence.

*Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like) along with these instructions on your blog or (if you do not have your own blog) in the comments section of Storytime with Tonya and Friends.

*Post a link along with your post back to Storytime with Tonya and Friends.

*Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.
My excerpt today comes from The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society by Mary Ann Shaffer and Annie Barrows:
Dearest Sidney,
I haven't heard from you in ages. Does your icy silence have anything to do with Mark Reynolds?
I have an idea for a new book. It's a novel about a beautiful yet sensitive author whose spirit is crushed by her domineering editor. Do you like it?
Love always,
Juliet
Dear Sidney,
I was only joking.
Love,
Juliet
I had to take a few liberties with this Friday 56 since these were the only words on the whole entire page!

Friday, March 5, 2010

The Friday 56


Rules:*Grab the book nearest you. Right now.
*Turn to page 56.
*Find the 5th sentence.
*Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like) along with these instructions on your blog or (if you do not have your own blog) in the comments section of Storytime with Tonya and Friends.
*Post a link along with your post back to Storytime with Tonya and Friends.
*Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.
Today's 56 comes from In the Woods by Tana French:
The archaeologists from Dublin- Damien, Sean and a handful of others- had all been home on Monday and Tuesday nights; the rest had been in their rented house, a couple of miles from the dig. Hunt, who of course turned out to be pretty lucid on anything archaelogical, had been home in Lucan with his wife. He confirmed the large reporter's theory that the stone where Katy had been dumped was a Bronze age sacrificial altar.
Okay. I haven't started reading this yet but it happened to be closest to me. Now I'm really intrigued! I might have to rethink which book I'm going to pick up next!

Friday, February 26, 2010

The Friday 56


Rules:
*Grab the book nearest you. Right now.
*Turn to page 56.
*Find the 5th sentence.
*Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like) along with these instructions on your blog or (if you do not have your own blog) in the comments section of Storytime with Tonya and Friends.
*Post a link along with your post back to Storytime with Tonya and Friends.
*Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.
My excerpt comes from the book Prayers for Sale by Sandra Dallas.
Hennie stuck the tip of her needle into the fabric and wiggled her fingers to get the kinks out of them. She wondered how it was that rheumatism crippled them so much that she could barely grasp a rake and had to use both hands to lift a heavy pan off the stove, but it didn't affect her quilting.

Friday, January 29, 2010

The Friday 56


Rules:

* Grab the book nearest you. Right now.

* Turn to page 56.*

Find the fifth sentence.

* Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like) along with these instructions on your blog or (if you do not have your own blog) in the comments section of Storytime with Tonya and Friends.*Post a link along with your post back to Storytime with Tonya and Friends.* Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.
Keiko looked at Henry like he'd woken her from a wonderful dream.


Friday, January 22, 2010

The Friday 56

Rules:
* Grab the book nearest you. Right now.
* Turn to page 56.
* Find the fifth sentence.
* Post that sentence (plus one or two others if you like) along with these instructions on your blog or (if you do not have your own blog) in the comments section of Storytime with Tonya and Friends.
*Post a link along with your post back to Storytime with Tonya and Friends.
* Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST.





Jerks, like popcorn, explode every muscle on my left side, but it no longer matters. Poor Mom. Having to watch the thing I've become.