Simply K Posted June 3, 2011 Posted June 3, 2011 The two men appeared out of nowhere, a few yards apart in the narrow, moonlit lane. - Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J K Rowling
chaliepud Posted June 3, 2011 Posted June 3, 2011 When Sarah told me Daniel had died, the cuckoo clock opened and out flew sound, a bird, two figures. The voice of the cuckoo echoed, louder than the aeroplanes over- head, and opposite the clock, evening shadows stirred. Grace Williams says it loud - Emma Henderson
Nienna Posted June 5, 2011 Posted June 5, 2011 Dear Franklin, I'm unsure why one trifling incident this afternoon has moved me to write to you. - We Need to Talk About Kevin, Lionel Shriver
chesilbeach Posted March 25, 2012 Posted March 25, 2012 I can't believe it's been so long since we used this thread - it used to be one of my regular haunts! So bumping with my current read: In the Lenin Barracks in Barcelona, the day before I joined the militia, I saw an Italian militiaman standing in from of the officers' table. Homage To Catalonia - George Orwell
chaliepud Posted March 25, 2012 Posted March 25, 2012 On a overcast evening in early March, after the weather forecast, a television special about the tragedy at Bethnal Green begins. The Report - A Novel (Jessica Francis Kane)
rgh8373 Posted March 27, 2012 Posted March 27, 2012 "IT WAS THE COLDEST WINTER FOR FORTY-FIVE YEARS." Which I think isn't all that intriguing, but you add the rest of the passage and it gets better "Villages in the English countryside were cut off by the snow and the Thames froze over. One day in January the Glasgow-London train arrived at Euston twenty-four hours late. The snow and the blackout combined to make motoring perilous; road accidents doubled, and people told jokes about how it was more risky to drive an Austin Seven along Piccadilly at night than to take a tank across the Siegfried Line." Follett, Ken - Eye Of The Needle I like the way he tells the reader that things are not normal without immediately talking about The Blitz. It's other things around England that are not normal as well, then later the reader hears about the war. As is usual, the book continues to get better with each page.
Devi Posted March 27, 2012 Posted March 27, 2012 (edited) Sam stepped out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and rubbing his hair with another. It's not as bad as it sounds!!! I swear The Kingdom by Clive Cussler Edited March 27, 2012 by Devi
chesilbeach Posted April 9, 2012 Posted April 9, 2012 The coldest winds came from the south and the Cob House had been built in the pathway of the winds. The Colour by Rose Tremain
Chrissy Posted April 9, 2012 Posted April 9, 2012 Harriet and David met each other at an office party neither had particularly wanted to go to, and both knew at once that this was what they had been waiting for. 'The Fifth Child' by Doris Lessing (NB This month's Reading Circle read)
bree Posted April 10, 2012 Posted April 10, 2012 "Where's Papa going with that axe?" Charlotte's Web ~ EB White
chesilbeach Posted April 14, 2012 Posted April 14, 2012 Diary of David Wallace, aged nineteen Balliol College, Oxford, Friday 11 May 1934 Had letter from Shelia, saying had seen my mother, who wanted to meet me. The Bolter by Frances Osborne
Lucylou Posted April 18, 2012 Posted April 18, 2012 A tattooed arm swung in fast from the right and connected with a thud of leather. 88 Killer - Oliver Stark
Timstar Posted April 18, 2012 Posted April 18, 2012 "Ash fell from the sky" The Final Empire - Brandon Sanderson
chesilbeach Posted April 18, 2012 Posted April 18, 2012 Goose woke to the distant sound of a dog barking. Lost Christmas by David Logan
Inver Posted April 18, 2012 Posted April 18, 2012 'I was six years old the first time I disappeared.' 'Vanishing Acts' ~ Jodi PIcoult
nursenblack Posted April 19, 2012 Posted April 19, 2012 There was a low droning overhead a week or so after the Detonations; time was hard to track. Pure by Julianna Baggott
bree Posted April 28, 2012 Posted April 28, 2012 It was the best of times, it was the worst of times... ...it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness; it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity; it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness; it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair; we had everything before us, we had nothing before us; we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
Parenthesis Posted April 29, 2012 Posted April 29, 2012 "LONDON." (Micaelmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall.) Bleak House by Charles Dickens
chesilbeach Posted April 29, 2012 Posted April 29, 2012 Justo Ansotegui returns to the market now to hear the language and to buy soap. Guernica by Dave Boling
Parenthesis Posted May 7, 2012 Posted May 7, 2012 "Not long after I moved with my family to a small town in New Hampshire I happened upon a path that vanished into a wood on the edge of town." A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson.
chesilbeach Posted May 7, 2012 Posted May 7, 2012 A mile above Oz, the Witch balanced on the wind's forwards edge, as if she were a green fleck of the land itself flung up and sent wheeling away by the turbulent air. Wicked by Gregory Maguire
lauraloves Posted May 7, 2012 Posted May 7, 2012 The man in the sharp blue suit stood atop a wooded hill, dangling an expensive pair of leather shoes from one hand, and watched grey smoke belch from the abattoir below. - Apocalypse Cow - Michael Logan.
Kylie Posted May 15, 2012 Posted May 15, 2012 Nineteen seventy-four was a bad time to go crazy. Rescuing Patty Hearst by Virginia Holman
Timstar Posted May 15, 2012 Posted May 15, 2012 "Today we're going to show you eight silent ways to kill a man" The Forever War by Joe Haldeman
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