My friend, Tammy Wolfgram, posted to Facebook last night that it was National Book Week and there was a sort of game afoot: “Grab the nearest book and post line 5 of page 56 without mentioning the title of the book. So I tried it:
“frost, the farms and houses braced against the winter, the flat”
hmmmm. That wasn’t so much fun. I tried another.
“. . . ports) about God. It was always the spirituality of Native Americans”
Still less fun than an unopened box of Crackerjack. Although I will admit to mild interest in what the rest of the sentence was. I have even more interest to know what my friends are reading.
I spent a few minutes on Google and see that someone posted to Ask.com when is National Book Week and the answer was, “which one?”
At Shelfari and Tumbr there many responses to the challenge. I learned something interesting. Everyone else’s books but mine have a complete sentence at line 5 page 56. Perhaps they bent that rule a bit. But no one bent the rule about not telling the name of the book.
I’d like to know which book some of the lines were from.
“The ink was black and beautiful and curled like smoke, a distraction so the squid could escape.”
“A blade shot from the tube.”
“I turned my back to her and concentrated on calming myself.”
“”You’ll have to ask Jane.”
Even more, I’d like to know who is reading the books with those lines.
So the game, if played by the rules, is dumb and all those who played felt free to improve on it—and so do I.
So here are my rules.
Pick the last complete sentence from your nearest book and tell us the title. The comments section will tell us who you are. If you want to stay undercover, it’s all right. And BTW, if you have more than one book nearby, sock it to me.
Here are mine.
“And that’s how the traveler came home again.” Travels With Charley
“And lastly, there are not enough ways in the world for me to say this: Big Love” The Last American Man, Elizabeth Gilbert.
Now I ask you. Aren’t they sentences that make you want to read the 80,000 words that preceded them?