So, tags are pretty much the funnest things ever...seriously. They give you something to write about that maybe you wouldn't even think about. So this is how this one works....
1. Pick up the nearest book of 123 pages or more. No cheating!
2. Find page 123
3. Find the first 5 sentences
4. Post the next 3 sentences
5. Tag 5 people
For me, it was harder to find a book nearby that was even made out of paper, not board, and didn't have the cover chewed on or ripped off. So, I am going to post with the book that I am currently reading...Our Mutual Friend by Charles Dickens.
"So, Twemlow goes home to Duke Street, St. James's, to take a plate of mutton broth with a chop in it, and a look at the marriage service, in order that he may cut in at the right place tomorrow; and he is low, and feels it dull over the livery stable-yard, and is distinctly aware of a dint in his heart, made by the most adorable of the adorable bridesmaids. For, the poor little harmless gentleman once had his fancy, like the rest of us, and she didn't answer (as she often does not), and he thinks the adorable bridesmaid is like the fancy as she was then (which she is not at all), and that if the fancy had not married some one else for money, but had married him for love, he and she would have been happy (which they wouldn't have been), and that she has a tenderness for him still (whereas her toughness is a proverb). Brooding over the fire, with his dried little head in his dried little hands, and his dried little elbows on his dried little knees, Twemlow is melancholy.
Whew! There is seriously only ONE sentence left in this paragraph. It's taking me a little longer than usual to make my way through this one. However, Dickens writes these characters through their own voices and obviously Twemlow is lonely and only has his thoughts to keep him company and so his thoughts tend to "talk" a lot.
Anyway, I tag anyone who happens to read this blog. You can post your "tag" in the comments section if you want or just do it on your own blog and I will check there.
Have super much fun!!
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i'm not saying she was very silly, but one of us was very silly, and it wasn't me
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Okay here is goes...
I had Jane Austen: The Complete Works on the computer table right next to me, so at least I didn't have to get up!
Sense and Sensibility was on pg 123.
"The interest of two thousand pounds-how can a man live on it! And when to that is added the recollection that he might, but for his own folly, within three months have been in the receipt of two thousand five hundred a year (for Miss Morton has thirty thousand pounds), I cannot picture to myself a more wretched condition. We must all feel for him: and the more so, because it is totally out of our power to assist him."
Looking at it like that I can't believe I loved the whole book so much. Haha!
I'm going to do this again because I think it's fun!
This is from "McTeague" by Frank Norris, part of the triumvirate of naturalist American novelists (the others being Stephen Crane and Theodore Dreiser) --sorry, just prepping for my Am. Lit Final, brain keeps overflowing...--
"He threw his knife at you! The coward! He wouldn't of dared stand up to you like a man."
--oooo, pretty exciting sounding... pretty good for a book about a dim-witted dentist in San Francisco--
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