From Susan, of the Sarah persuasion….
And it’s Thursday already, and my turn again — what to blog??!!
My amazing sister Wenches have posted fabulous keeper essays on writing, research, and other assorted good stuff. I’ve been thinking of possible topics. Hmm….
I could write about how to design yummy heroes from a few handy writerly ingredients…or list some books that I think every writer’s research library should have…or blog a bit more about experiential research (not 18th c. farms, or anything about corsets, fires, pigs or randy five-legged rams, because Susan/Miranda and Loretta are the CHAMPEENS of living history, imho!)….
Or maybe I could blog about adventures in field research, like tramping out into a meadow to fly hawks, or catching arrows shot by an eighth-degree black belt and former Marine…or maybe I could tell you about the time I set out to research Celtic harping, and ended up with a world-famous Celtic harper stranded overnight at my house, playing her gorgeous Irish harp in my kitchen (and later scrubbing her fussy two-year-old in the tub, long story)….
Ah but today is not about me, my friends, for this is the one-month birthday of Word Wenches!
And all the Wenches, and visitors, have been working very hard lately to make this a great blog.
So in honor of the occasion, I think we deserve a wee break from all the theorizin’ and expostulatin’ and wisdom-ness. I’m thinking we could play a little game that me and the other Wenches (yeah that’s not grammatical but we’re on a break here) were thinking of springing on you all from time to time.
This is called "Quick! What Are You Reading Now?"
Here’s how it goes:
Pick up a fiction book you’ve been reading most recently (if you have more than one book in play, like a true addict, choose the last one you had in your hands).
Now find…um…page 70! Then find the first sentence of the third paragraph (if there’s less than that, try the second paragraph).
Then type that sentence into the Comments area and post it for us (please let us know the title and author, since all writers, living or gone, should get credit)!
There are endless variations to this game, so let’s give it a whirl (hey if you feel like cheatin’ a little, it’s in the privacy of your own ‘puter, and our game rules are very elastic <g>).
I’ll get us started…
Currently I’m on pg. 70 of Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier (I often re-read my keeper classics, especially when madly overworked, as lately):
"We should grow old here together, we should sit like this to our tea as old people, Maxim and I, with other dogs, the successors of these, and the library would wear the same ancient musty smell that it did now."
Okay –- now it’s your turn!
Woman Reading, by Lord Frederic Leighton