So let’s see if we can pull this off. This Wednesday: go to page 41, count up 12 lines from the bottom.
I’ll start with Streets of Laredo, Larry McMurtry, 41 -12:
People were rarely sensible about anything, in Call’s opinion.
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Karen Armstrong, The Great Transformation – the world in the time of Buddha, Socrates, Confucius and Jeremiah, 41-12:
The central cult object of Israel was a palladium called the Ark of the Covenant, symbol of the treaty that bound the am Yahweh together, which was carried into battle.
(Hey, over here in Germany it is already August 8th – I am not cheating!)
Its nearly five, I’m up, its morning.
Thief of Time, Terry Pratchett, 41-12.
The other sects call them the History Monks.
Thirteen Moons, Charles Frazier:
Meridon, Philippa Gregory: 41-12
“Yes,” I said, “I am afraid of being up high. It makes me ill just thinking about it.”
Girl with a Pearl Earring, Tracy Chevalier, 41-12:
Behind her on a bright white wall was an old map, in the dark foreground the table with the letter on it, the powderbrush and the other things I had dusted around.
The Needle in the Blood by Sarah Bower:
No-one is arrested, no-one robbed, no-one even jeered at by William Bastard’s soldiery.
The Mammoth Hunters,Jean M. Auel,41-12:
Many had stopped to pick at cold leftovers from the earlier meal which had been brought in:small white starchy groundnuts,wild carrots,blueberries and slices of mammoth roast.
‘One for the Money’ by Janet Evanovich
I could feel Gazarra shrug over the phone line.
Watership Down by Richard Adams, 41 -12
“So he determined to get the better of him, not by means of his own great power but by means of a trick.”
THe Walking Drum, Louis L’Amour, 41-12:
And here I sat a prisoner to a pack of petty thieves on a stinking ship.
Down the Nile by Rosemary Mahoney:
“A small black-and-white television parked atop a refrigerator showed a tiny soccer game going on in Morocco.”
NORTH AND SOUTH by Elizabeth Gaskell, 41-12
He was standing by the fireplace, shrunk and stooping, but as she came near he drew himself up to his full height, and, placing his hands on her head, he said, solemnly: “The blessing of God be upon thee, my child!”
NORTH AND SOUTH by Elizabeth Gaskell, 41-12
He was standing by the fireplace, shrunk and stooping, but as she came near he drew himself up to his full height, and, placing his hands on her head, he said, solemnly: “The blessing of God be upon thee, my child!”
Natural Born Charmer, Susan Elizabeth Phillips:
She went up on her knees. “You’re not sleeping here.”
Helen gave him a look, but her eye took on a twinkle when she caught sight of the sandy-haired, uniformed man standing by the table with a bottle in his hand.
Blood Moon Over Britain by Morag McKendrick Pippin
Laurie R. King, The Game: “We’ve just been somewhere elsewhere,” I told her; Homes mumured something vaguely apologetic and pulled a vanishing act.
“Thereat so much clamor and noise was made by the by-standers and those who were sitting around that the earl heard those clamors as far off as the castle, and he inquired of some how it was that there was such a clamor, and the answer was made to him that two kinsmen were fighting about a certain piece of ground, and that one had fled till he reached a certain little pit, and that as he stood over the pit and was about to fall into it, the other warned him.”
..wow, long sentence.
Green’s History of the English People.
Vol. 2 1214-1307
Ship of Magic, by Robin Hobb, 41-12
“But she was not her sister, nor his wife.”
Oops, cancel out the previous post. 12 lines up from the bottom would be the following sentence:
“They are secure, and if they have not already been spoiled by jostling, they will be marketable when we get to Bingtown.”
Ship of Magic, by Robin Hobb. p. 41
The Boleyn Inheritance, Philippa Gregory. 41 – 12
“My lady grandmother knows all about us. She warned me for my reputation.”
Private Deamon, Lynne Viehl. 41-12:
“What if I take too much?”
Mystic and Rider, Sharon Shinn.
Senneth glanced up at him.
Lost in a Good Book – Jasper Fforde
“We entered, and if I was prepared to see an immaculate collection, I was to be disappointed–the library looked more like a box room than a depository of knowledge; the books were piled up on tables, in boxes, arranged haphazardly and in many cases just stacked on the floor ten or twelve high.”
Harry Potter 7 41-12
pull himself together. “We really must be off. Harry -“
From Karyn Langhorne’s Unfinished Business
“This was just the kind of thing she would have expected him to do…if she hadn’t spent the night having hot dreams about covering every inch of his body with her lips and her tongue and–“
From Blue Shoes and Happiness, by Alexander McCall Smith
“As the story progressed, Mma Ramotswe’s mouth opened wider and wider with astonishment.”
The Sparks Fly Upward by Diana Norman
Damn you. Did you imagine I was always going to be an old maid?
Possession, A. S. Byatt:
“In 1828 Isidore married Miss Arabel Gumpert, daughter of Canon Rupert Gumpert of St. Paul’s, whose firm religious faith was a powerful steadying influence on Christabel’s childhood.”
John Berendt, The City of Falling Angels:
The murmuring swelled to a buzz, and the buzz was punctuated by the syllables of De Luigi’s name: “Ludovico, -vico, -vico, -vico.”
“Dreaming the Spear”, Manda Scott
Nobody with any sense walks onto a strip of swaying planks stretched over a twenty-foot drop with rocks and running water below, and mules have their own weight in common sense.
Bess of Hardwick, Mary S. Lovell
My lady takes this discharge like a wise woman and has made delivery of everything, of which we send you an inventory.
“Flight of the Falcon” Daphne du Maurier
I slipped through to the audience chamber, knowing that the pursuing babblers would not only dally before the picture I had left, but would turn aside to visit the ducal study, the ducal chapel.
Elizabeth Goudge, The Scent of Water:
“She had gazed at them with her heart beating in her throat, and then she had picked up the ball quickly and gone away again because she did not want the other two to know.”
“The Scent of Water”, by Elizabeth Goudge
“She had gazed at them with her heart beating in her throat, and then she had picked up the ball quickly and gone away again because she did not want the other two to know.”
“The Scent of Water”, by Elizabeth Goudge
“She had gazed at them with her heart beating in her throat, and then she had picked up the ball quickly and gone away again because she did not want the other two to know.”
The Center of Everything, by Laura Moriarty
“She let me wear them once, for an hour.”
God Is Closer Than You Think, by John Ortberg 41-12
“A student who looks at somebody else’s paper during an exam—”
Testing the threading feature.
City of Shadows / by Ariana Franklin
“Nick had been handling the matter of Anna’s apartment, but he hadn’t told Esther where it was, nor, she knew, had he yet agreed to the lease; he was quibbling over the rent”.
The French Lieutenant’s Woman “O earth, what changes hast thou seen!”
(I claim participant’s priviledge: where I count the 12 up from (bottom of page or bottom of chapter preamble))
From Diana Gabaldon’s A Breath of Snow and Ashes:
Not tonight; it’s a party, remember?