First Lines Friday
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First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines? The first lines: A girl is running for her life.The summer air burns at her back, but there are no torches,…
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First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines? The first lines: The elevator continued its impossibly slow ascent. Or at least I imagined it was ascent. There was no…
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First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines? The first lines: It took seven years to get the letter right. Guess!!? Here’s a little hint: It’s the first book…
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First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines? First lines: If his mother didn’t stop talking, Will Masters was going to say or do something he’d regret. His head…
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First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines? First lines: A fourteen-year-old girl sits cross-legged on the floor of a circular vault. A mass of curls haloes her head;…
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First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines? First lines: Nothing good ever came from right-swiping on a guy holding a fish on a dating app. Double red flags…
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First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines? First lines: Retvenko leaned against the bar and tucked his nose into his dirty shot glass. The whiskey had failed to…


