To join in, just grab a book and share the opening lines…along with any thoughts you wish to give us; then turn to page 56 and excerpt anything on the page.
Then give us the title of the book, so others can add it to their lists!
This week has been one of reorganizing my stacks, and in doing so, I’ve rediscovered books I wanted enough to purchase, but somehow they got buried. I’m digging them up now!
Today’s choice is Big City Eyes, by Delia Ephron, the author who gave us Hanging Up (also made into a movie). I bought this one more than five years ago. How do I know? I had it in my house in the foothills, and I moved five years ago! So I might have had this one even longer…GAHHH.
Blurb: To keep her fifteen-year-old son safe from the everyday temptations of New York City–namely sex, drugs, and all-night clubs–single mom Lily Davis decides it’s time she and Sam move to Sakonnet Bay, a picturesque town on the Long Island coast with a much slower pace. Or so she thinks.
For Sam makes a friend who speaks only in Klingon–and before you can say wejpuh, they’re having sex on the kitchen table. Lily lands a great job as a columnist for the local paper, but the folks in town are gossiping about her run-in with a nipping dog and police sergeant Tom McKee. Most disturbing, there’s the undeniable attraction between Lily and the very married McKee. And when she and Tom stumble upon what appears to be a dead woman in a house they’re . . . well . . . trespassing in, Lily’s picture-postcard world begins to peel at the edges. How much passion, guilt, and murder can one woman take?
Beginning: I moved to Sakonnet Bay to save Sam. I woke up with the idea. It had been one of those problem-solving nights. Having fallen asleep in a state of intense distress, I awakened with the notion that if I uprooted my life for three years, I could avert disaster.
I’ve had those kinds of brainstorms. Have you? They often foreshadow unexpected events, not necessarily good!
p. 56: And then he was fully awake and our connection was broken. His smile vanished. He seized the remote and upped the sound. His eyes dulled into TV land. He plucked a half-eaten bagel stick from the coffee table and collapsed into a semi-stupor.
Uh-oh, that doesn’t bode well….wonder what will happen next? What about the rest of you? Anything exciting on your bookshelf? Come on by and share…..