Inver Posted March 7, 2009 Share Posted March 7, 2009 I love A Good Yarn and I'm grateful for every minute I spend in my shop on Blossom Street. Back on Blossom Street - Debbie Macomber This is not a ghost story. Star Gazing - Linda Gillard Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BookBee8 Posted March 7, 2009 Share Posted March 7, 2009 I have been arrested. Slumdog Millionaire - Vikas Swarup. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chrysalis_stage Posted March 7, 2009 Share Posted March 7, 2009 On an evening in the latter part of May a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of Marlott, in the adjoining Vale of Blakemore or Blackmoor. Tess of the D'urbervilles - Thomas Hardy Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chimera Posted March 7, 2009 Share Posted March 7, 2009 The child, wide - legged on the ground, licked dust off his fist and tried to pretend he was tasting camel milk. The Camel Bookmobile - Masha Hamilton Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lexiepiper Posted March 7, 2009 Share Posted March 7, 2009 My milk started leaking about 30 seconds after I realised my baby was stolen. Sam Hayes ~ Blood Ties Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ceinwenn Posted March 7, 2009 Share Posted March 7, 2009 There is a wintry sadness about this one, a deep-rooted melancholy that belies her seventeen years, a laugh that never fully engages any sort of inner joy. ~ The Rosary Girls by Richard Montanari (my World Book Day swap from Charm - Thanks Charm!) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted March 7, 2009 Share Posted March 7, 2009 There is a wintry sadness about this one, a deep-rooted melancholy that belies her seventeen years, a laugh that never fully engages any sort of inner joy. ~ The Rosary Girls by Richard Montanari (my World Book Day swap from Charm - Thanks Charm!) Ooohh I hope you like it!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluffyblue Posted March 8, 2009 Share Posted March 8, 2009 "I am scared." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ben Posted March 8, 2009 Share Posted March 8, 2009 "I am scared." Lmfao. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Fluffyblue Posted March 8, 2009 Share Posted March 8, 2009 Lmfao. Yeah, I was prepared to be typing a bit more than that! It's an excellent book though. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted March 8, 2009 Share Posted March 8, 2009 The battered white van had made her uneasy. The Blue Nowhere ~by~ Jeffrey Deaver Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bookworm44 Posted March 10, 2009 Share Posted March 10, 2009 A throng of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats, intermixed with women, some wearing hoods, and others bareheaded, was assembled in front of a wooden ediface, the door of which was heavily timbered with oak, and studded with iron spikes. The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
chesilbeach Posted March 10, 2009 Share Posted March 10, 2009 My name is Robert Sherard and I was a friend of Oscar Wilde. Oscar Wilde and the Ring of Death - Gyles Brandreth Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Inver Posted March 10, 2009 Share Posted March 10, 2009 A throng of bearded men, in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats, intermixed with women, some wearing hoods, and others bareheaded, was assembled in front of a wooden ediface, the door of which was heavily timbered with oak, and studded with iron spikes. The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne That sounds intriguing!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ben Posted March 10, 2009 Share Posted March 10, 2009 Not exactly the first line of a certain someone's work, but it's the first line of chapter 2. Every world has its share of eternal struggles Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Purple Princess Posted March 10, 2009 Share Posted March 10, 2009 Dear All of You, despite my controlling streak, there aren't too many rules, so far as the funeral goes. Things I Want My Daughters to Know by Elizabeth Noble Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pipread Posted March 10, 2009 Share Posted March 10, 2009 The battered white van had made her uneasy. The Blue Nowhere ~by~ Jeffrey Deaver Hope you`re enjoying it, it was one of the first JD books I read. These are the things that no one tells you, that you must experience in order to learn. Say Goodbye ~ Lisa Gardner Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charm Posted March 10, 2009 Share Posted March 10, 2009 Hope you`re enjoying it, it was one of the first JD books I read. These are the things that no one tells you, that you must experience in order to learn. Say Goodbye ~ Lisa Gardner I am indeed thanks So far so good! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eurydice Posted March 13, 2009 Share Posted March 13, 2009 The dream began with the sound of wings Hunted by P.C. and Kristen Cast Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lucybird Posted March 14, 2009 Share Posted March 14, 2009 "It was seven minutes after one in the morning and I was sitting on the stone jetty in front of my hotel" The Potter's House- Rosie Thomas Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lexiepiper Posted March 14, 2009 Share Posted March 14, 2009 Thirty miles out of Muong Sam, they saw the first tracers slash the sky. Never Say Die ~ Tess Gerritsen Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wilde Lily Posted March 14, 2009 Share Posted March 14, 2009 (edited) "On the morning the last Lisbon girl took her turn at suicide -- it was mary this time, and sleeping pills, like Therese -- the two paramedics arrived at the house knowing exactly where the knife drawer was, and the gas oven, and the beam in the basement, from which it was possible to tie a rope." ~ The Virgin Suicides - Jeffrey Eugenides Edited March 14, 2009 by Wilde Lily Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bethany725 Posted March 14, 2009 Share Posted March 14, 2009 Dear All of You, despite my controlling streak, there aren't too many rules, so far as the funeral goes. Things I Want My Daughters to Know by Elizabeth Noble Aaaaaaaaaand that's about where I started bawling .... Let me know how you like this book as you continue on, PP! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ben Posted March 14, 2009 Share Posted March 14, 2009 "It has to look like an accident." - The Gaudi Key. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MDR124 Posted March 14, 2009 Share Posted March 14, 2009 "I address these lines--written in India--to my relatives in England. My object is to explain the motive which has induced me to refuse the right hand of friendship to my cousin, John Herncastle." This is the first line of the prologue of The Moonstone, by Wilkie Collins. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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