A meme that I just have to do.
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ladylarkruneFirst lines of books meme
These aren't all of them, Just the ones that I have access to. Most of my books are still up in Ithaca in boxes. *Wails* So these are the first lines of my favorite books that I have access to. The more obscure ones have more than one sentence.
1. Choose five to ten of your all time favorite books.
2. Take the first sentence of the first chapter and make a list in your journal.
3. Don't reveal the author or the title of the book.
4. Now everyone try and guess! Cross them off as they're guessed correctly.
1. Behavioral Science, the FBI secxtion that deals with serial murder, is on the bottom floor of the Academy building at Quantico, half-buried in the earth. LadyBrick got this. It is Silence of the Lambs by Thomas Harris
2. Lupe sobbed harshly, her voice muffled, as if smothered by the darkness all about her. She clawed at the rubble that hemmed her in; her finger-ends were surely raw and bloody, but she couldn't see them, and she was too hysterical to feel much pain.
3. She was just a child, but in the dream she was a woman, beautiful, in a bridal gown, walking down a long asile on the arm of a man she couldn't quite see.
4. Physicist Leonardo Vetra smelled burning flesh, and he knew it was his own.
5. The ruby light on the com unit was blinking when Hypatia Cade emerged from beneath the tutor's hood, with quadratic equations dancing before her seven-year-old eyes.
6. They called him the Archer. It was an honorable title, although his countrymen had cast aside their reflex bows over a century before, as soon as they learned about firearms.
7. Les Greenleaf and my dad, Ben Austin, had served in the same outfit during the Vietnam War, and twenty-five years later they could still spend whole afternoons swapping war stories.
8. It was five o'clock on a winter's morning in Syria. Alongside the platform at Aleppo stood the train grandly designated in railway guides as the Taurus Express.
9. "Captain Pellaeon?" a voice called down the portside crew pit through the hum of background conversation. LadyBrick got this -- Heir to the Empire by Timothy Zahn -- writer of the best Star Wars books out there. ^_^
10. He remembered the wind.
Skittering in the far reaches of his mind were other memories: warmth, and light, and snug belonging in some cheerful firelit room where a woman sang.
Some of these are pretty obscure, but others are best-sellers. Just be glad that I don't have my full collection.
These aren't all of them, Just the ones that I have access to. Most of my books are still up in Ithaca in boxes. *Wails* So these are the first lines of my favorite books that I have access to. The more obscure ones have more than one sentence.
1. Choose five to ten of your all time favorite books.
2. Take the first sentence of the first chapter and make a list in your journal.
3. Don't reveal the author or the title of the book.
4. Now everyone try and guess! Cross them off as they're guessed correctly.
1.
2. Lupe sobbed harshly, her voice muffled, as if smothered by the darkness all about her. She clawed at the rubble that hemmed her in; her finger-ends were surely raw and bloody, but she couldn't see them, and she was too hysterical to feel much pain.
3. She was just a child, but in the dream she was a woman, beautiful, in a bridal gown, walking down a long asile on the arm of a man she couldn't quite see.
4. Physicist Leonardo Vetra smelled burning flesh, and he knew it was his own.
5. The ruby light on the com unit was blinking when Hypatia Cade emerged from beneath the tutor's hood, with quadratic equations dancing before her seven-year-old eyes.
6. They called him the Archer. It was an honorable title, although his countrymen had cast aside their reflex bows over a century before, as soon as they learned about firearms.
7. Les Greenleaf and my dad, Ben Austin, had served in the same outfit during the Vietnam War, and twenty-five years later they could still spend whole afternoons swapping war stories.
8. It was five o'clock on a winter's morning in Syria. Alongside the platform at Aleppo stood the train grandly designated in railway guides as the Taurus Express.
9.
10. He remembered the wind.
Skittering in the far reaches of his mind were other memories: warmth, and light, and snug belonging in some cheerful firelit room where a woman sang.
Some of these are pretty obscure, but others are best-sellers. Just be glad that I don't have my full collection.
