Book Meme
I've been tagged for a book meme by Gloria, a sweet and funny blogger who loves books.
When it's been nasty and icy out, I want nothing more than to hunker down on the couch with books and blankets, plus a cup of tea wearing fleece jackets just to keep cozy. "Warm" and "Hibernation" are my bywords.
I've got a lovely stack of library books. We've gone two weeks in a row. The hardest part is choosing a book to read first.
So here is the game:
1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open it at page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence/phrase.
4. Blog the next four sentences/phrases together with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig your shelves for that very special or intellectual book.
6. Pass it forward to six friends.
The book I am reading right now is on the computer tower: The Well of Lost Plots: A Thursday Next Novel by Jasper Fforde. I read the first one, The Eyre Affair, ages ago. I loved it so much I read it again as soon as I'd finished.
I've only read to page 105, so I have no idea what is happening:
"The house was a lot smaller than I imagined but no less shabby, even under the softening cloak of snow. The shutters hung askew and only the faintest glimmer of light showed from within. It was clear we were visiting the house not in the good days of old Mr. Earnshaw but in the tenure of Mr. Heathcliff, whose barbaric hold over the house seemed to be reflected in the dour and windswept abode that we approached.
Our feet crunched on the fresh snow as we approached the front door and rapped upon the gnarled wood."
To correct my statement above, Thursday and someone other person or persons are visiting Heathcliff in Wuthering Heights. This is the first few sentences of the chapter. The first four sentences were an except from a (fictional) scholarly work about the novel.
See, in the England Thursday Next inhabits, books are very serious business. She is a member of the law enforcement division that polices crime against literature. They are very busy because it is possible to go into a book, messing about with the story, even killing or kidnapping someone from the book.
While I don't know why Thursday is in Wuthering Heights, I love the first line on the page from the fictional Wuthering Heights: Masterpiece or Turgid Rubbish?
Check it out: "Wuthering Heights was the only novel written by Emily Bronte, which some say is as well, and others, a crying shame."
As a member of the former group, I had to smile.
Alright kids, I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you play I'll leave a link right here in the body of the post.
Interesting. I ran into this same meme, only it was slightly different: three sentences instead of four, and tagging five people instead of six.
I had fun with this exercise. http://haleyhughes.blogspot.com/2008/02/page-123-meme.html
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Thanks for the tag. I always like to play.
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