Charm Posted October 24, 2008 Share Posted October 24, 2008 March 20, 1888 Dearest Margaret, I thank you for your kind condolences, so sincerely offered, for the loss of my darling Amelia. The Bone Garden by Tess Gerritsen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ceinwenn Posted October 24, 2008 Share Posted October 24, 2008 As a child there are things you learn not to talk about; that the very utterance of certain words sends some people into a flat spin. Unspoken - Sam Hayes Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Janet Posted October 24, 2008 Share Posted October 24, 2008 For some reason, I recall it as just me and Bunce. Moab is my Washpot by Stephen Fry. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Inver Posted October 24, 2008 Share Posted October 24, 2008 'Open Tuesday to Saturday, 10am-8pm, no exceptions' 'The Friday Night Knitting Club' by Kate Jacobs (part of bookring on bookcrossing) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bookwormmum Posted October 25, 2008 Share Posted October 25, 2008 'Mum's marrying some prick she met down the bingo.' By The Time You Read This - Lola Jaye (Please excuse the language. ) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JudyB Posted October 26, 2008 Share Posted October 26, 2008 I'm hooked already - lol Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stephanie2008 Posted October 27, 2008 Share Posted October 27, 2008 Me too. Nothing like a bit of language to get you enticed in a book Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Simonsays Posted October 28, 2008 Share Posted October 28, 2008 You want to know about fashion? Let me tell you about fashion.. The Sewerside Chronicles - Tim Lay Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bev Posted October 29, 2008 Share Posted October 29, 2008 Even though he was wearing sunglasses, you could see Kanye West was thinking "What the hell ?" Look Who It Is ! - Alan Carr Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kylie Posted October 30, 2008 Share Posted October 30, 2008 No one who had ever seen Catherine Morland in her infancy, would have supposed her born to be an heroine. Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jo-Bridge Posted November 2, 2008 Share Posted November 2, 2008 "The Cell at leavenworth was four feet by eight, barley large enough for Joe to sit at one end of an upended pail, but there was room in the dark for a circle of figures." Stallion Gate- Martin Cruz Smith "In the Early days of 1904, the wealth American lawyerand ameuteur egyptologist, Theodore Davis,was leading an archeological expedition in Egypts valley of the kings, just across the nile from the ancient city of Thebes." Act Of God:Moses, Tutamkhamun and the myth of atlantis- Graham Phillips Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted November 5, 2008 Share Posted November 5, 2008 Sara Linton stood at the front door of her parents' house holding so many plastic grocery bags in her hands that she couldn't feel her fingers. Faithless by Karin Slaughter Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bev Posted November 6, 2008 Share Posted November 6, 2008 We slept in what had once been the gymnasium. The Handmaid's Tale - Margaret Atwood Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Severnlad Posted November 7, 2008 Share Posted November 7, 2008 I thought I'd been to Africa. Told all my class I had. Small Island - Andrea Levy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Vince Posted November 9, 2008 Share Posted November 9, 2008 I sat well back in my seat & listened as Colonel Gaddafi's latest day long rant burst from the radio like an Arab Fidel Castro on speed. Brute Force - Andy McNab Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bev Posted November 19, 2008 Share Posted November 19, 2008 My suffering left me sad and gloomy. Life of Pi ~ Yann Mantel Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nici Posted November 19, 2008 Author Share Posted November 19, 2008 'Christmas won't be Christmas without any presents', grumbled Jo, lying on the rug. Little Women ~ Louisa May Alcott Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ceinwenn Posted November 19, 2008 Share Posted November 19, 2008 It was a strange city, and seemed to have been cast up in the valley one winter's night like some prehistoric creature that was now clawing its way up the mountainside. - Chronicle in Stone by Ismail Kadare Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rach.at.the.disco Posted November 19, 2008 Share Posted November 19, 2008 She hurries from the house, wearing a coat too heavy for the weather. The Hours - Michael Cunningham. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lexi Posted November 19, 2008 Share Posted November 19, 2008 Jumping to your death was a crappy way to spend St. Patrick's Day. High noon - Nora Roberts Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jo-Bridge Posted November 19, 2008 Share Posted November 19, 2008 "He stood on the edge of the abyss, staring down." Blood Hunt- Ian Rankin Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pipread Posted November 20, 2008 Share Posted November 20, 2008 Eddie Elkins ambled down Fantasy Avenue. A light breeze penetrated his costume............... The Rabbit Factory - Marshall Karp Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ben Mines Posted November 23, 2008 Share Posted November 23, 2008 "To the Reader—I here present you, courteous reader, with the record of a remarkable period in my life; according to my application of it, I trust that it will prove, not merely an interesting record, but, in a considerable degree, useful and instructive." —Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, Thomas De Quincey Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bev Posted November 23, 2008 Share Posted November 23, 2008 Chomp chomp chomp! Slurp,there's something devilsh about that sound Rude Awakenings ~ Ajahn Sucitto & Nick Scott Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ben Mines Posted December 2, 2008 Share Posted December 2, 2008 EUTHYPHRO: What on earth can have happened, Socrates, to make you leave your usual haunts in the Lyceum, and come and spend time here in the king's colonnade? Euthyphro, Plato (translation by Tom Griffith). Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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