opzioni binarie cosa si dice I love novels. I love first lines of novels. I also love bookstores. My dream is to be locked in a bookstore overnight. If I were, I would read the first line of every single book in the fiction section. Since I can’t reason through a series of events that would find me incarcerated at Barnes & Noble, I decided to exercise the fantasy (over time) on Amazon.
The rules: I will occasionally choose a novel from the Kindle bestsellers page or a random Indie novel from my Twitter feed. For each one I will record the first line and then provide my first impressions. I reserve the right to choose the first line from either the prologue or the first chapter. I like a little chaos.
http://salpasafarit.fi/?kalimo=forex-kanal%C4%B1&870=f8 Here’s three to get me started:
http://kirklandmarineconstruction.com/?tywe=hombre-solo-craftsman&858=2a Rejected Writers Take the Stage, Suzanne Kelman
follow url “Karen, the Southlea Bay library manager, approached the door with her key and stopped short before announcing through a clenched smile, “Doris alert.”
http://azortin.pl/?rtysa=opcje-binarne-opinie-graczy&d03=c5 I don’t know if Karen is just a bitch or if Doris is really irritating. I am curious though. I also can’t avoid staring at the chapter title with wild anticipation: “Frozen Yetis & Scotch Tape Shenanigans.” In the history of the written word, never before have those words appeared even roughly in that order. Well Played, Suzanne. Well played.
http://www.jogadores.pt/?efioped=mejor-app-para-conocer-gente-de-otros-paises&b75=fc Unmasked, EM Kaplan
“The beast grabbed Mel with a gray-skinned hand and dragged her across the rutted dirt road.”
see I just wish I had a better sense of the conflict here. Kidding. Seriously, there is a lot packed into these 16 words. I’m obviously worried about Mel. And I am equally intrigued by a world that has beasts with gray skin.
see All the Light We Cannot See, Anthony Doerr
“At dusk they pour from the sky.”
http://www.romagnamotorsport.it/?binarnewe=trading-on-line-per-principianti&718=03 The chapter is titled ‘Leaflets,’ so really, the first sentence is a continuation. I don’t know if ‘pour’ is the best word to describe leaflets falling from the sky, but he won a fucking Pulitzer for this. Who am I to judge?