Okay, so I don’t have any reviews ready, and don’t have any deep thoughts to share with you, either. I was trying to think of what to post when I remembered that I used to do first lines quizzes quite often, and haven’t done so in a long, long while. Ta-da!! – a post is born.
The following are first lines from books I’ve read in 2012. Feel free to post your guesses in the comments, and I’ll post the answers with Saturday’s links.
1. Beyond the Indian hamlet, upon a forlorn strand, I happened on a trail of recent footprints.
2. Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death.
3. I first saw Hundreds Hall when I was ten years old.
4. I never would have known about the other Mosey Slocumb if Tyler Baines hadn’t brought his mullet head and a chain saw over to murder my mom’s willow tree.
5. The road that led to Treegap had been trod out long before by a herd of cows who were, to say the least, relaxed.
6. It has been sixty-four years since the president and the Consortium identified love as a disease, and forty-three since the scientists perfected a cure.
7. Before she became the Girl from Nowhere – the One Who Walked In, the First and Last and Only, who lived a thousand years – she was just a little girl in Iowa, named Amy.
8. Vanessa Michael Munroe inhaled, slow and measured, focused entirely on the curb of the street opposite.
9. Sir Walter Elliot, of Kellynch-hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but the Baronetage; there he found occupation for an idle hour, and consolation in a distressed one; there his faculties were roused into admiration and respect, by contemplating the limited remnant of the earliest patents; there any unwelcome sensations, arising from domestic affairs, changed naturally into pity and contempt, as he turned over the almost endless creations of the last century – and there, if every other leaf were powerless, he could read his own history with an interest which never failed – this was the page at which the favourite volume always opened: “ELLIOT OF KELLYNCH-HALL.”…
10. I am a coward.
11. When I think of my wife, I always think of her head.
12. I’ve never been what you’d call a crying man.