1.Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
2.Open the book to page 123.
3.Find the fifth sentence.
4.Post the next three sentences.
5.Tag five people.
Like Annie, I think my biggest problem is which book is the NEAREST book? I have one that fell on the floor that is by my feet, and no less than 8 that are in a disheveled heap by my left elbow. Assuming that nobody really cares about any sentences in the
From The Madonnas of Leningrad by Debra Dean
(in my to-be-read pile, but so far, finding page 123 tonight is as close as I've gotten)
There is butter, but also American cheese and boiled pearl barley in silky fat and a bottle of vodka. They have invited guests to share the spoils Viktor has brought back from the front. Sergei Pavlovich and his sister Liliia have contributed a handful of dried apricots that Nadezhda boiled down to make a glaze for her shortbread.
My thoughts? Yum.
From Year of Wonders : A Novel of the Plague by Geraldine Brooks
(I started this one on vacation, but kept having to reread the same 10 pages over and over again because i kept falling asleep. It was good, but not when you're decompressing in front of the Atlantic Ocean on a hot sumer day.
I looked at her, all disheveled, spattered with blood, and imagined myself looking worse. We laughed. And, for an hour, in that season of death, we celebrated a life.
My thoughts? I like the life-celebrating part.
From The World Without Us by Alan Weisman
(Had started the first several chapters and really liked them. Then life got busy)
However, what Moore refers to is a type of runoff and sedimentation that the Earth had hitherto never known in 5 billion years of geologic time -- but likely will henceforth. During his first 1,000-mile crossing of the gyre, Moore calculated half a pound for every 100 square meters of debris on the surface, and arrived at 3 million tons of plastic. His estimate, it turned out, was corroborated by U.S. Navy calculations.
My thoughts? Do you understand why I am NEVER THE LIFE OF ANY PARTY?
From the book that fell on the floor, AKA
The Kitchen Boy : A Novel of the Last Tsar by Robert Alexander
(Same song, 59th verse: Started it. Got busy. Lather-rinse-repeat)
The young woman did, finding enclosed a religious title, Complete Yearly Cycle of Brief Homilies for Each Day of the Year. Maria opened the volume, silently cherished the inscription, and then read it aloud. "To Our Dear Darling Daughter from Your Very Own Loving Parents, Mama & Papa +, 27 June 1918."
My thoughts? Aside from the fact that they gave her a BOOK OF SERMONS, it's very sweet.
I suppose I should read the book by my feet first.
I hereby tag:
and, in homage to Gilligan's Island "And The REST!"
OK, and because I KNOW YOU WANT TO KNOW:
"If you follow our lovingly crafted walkthrough, not only will you get your grubby hands on the blessed Rocket Launcher and Thunderbolt, you'll also vanquish your foes while under the influence of three separate power-ups. And if that isn't cool enough, follow us and gain unmolested access to this episode's Secret Mission: "The Haunted Halls." Satan's Dark Delight at-a-glance (Highlights: In-Yer-Face Shambler Zappin' ; Way Rad Platform Surfin' ; Gratuitous Ogre Smushin' ; Four Generously Stocked Secret Areas).
Admit it. This book sounds like the BEST BOOK OF THE BUNCH. I wonder if I still have this game somewhere, because dayamn, I love me some Gratuitous Ogre Smushin.
Woohoo. I didn't get tagged. :) As soon as I read that you got tagged I had to see who you would then tag. Can't wait to see what TVJunkie and Mensch write about. :)
Wow. You read big books with hard words. I was crippled in law school and read no books that could ever, possibly involve the use of the word "gyre." I'm impressed that you do, though. Thanks for playing!!
I cheated. I participated, but posted at my bookblog.
Direct link is here.
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