Nope.
Nope.
What I said: He walked with a cane.
What came through: He walked with Kenny.
I love adventures.
I have been putting the first lines of books I read here. But now my daughter and I are doing another blog with just first lines. It’s now here.
I also used to have a link to all my books I’ve read here. But there’s now a new blog with all books I have read, my opinion, and what I want to read. It’s now here.
In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains.
When I wrote the following pages, or rather then bulk of them, I lived alone, in the woods, a mile from any neighbor, in a house which I had built myself, on the shore of Walden Pond, in Concord, Massachusetts, and earned my living by the labor of my hands only.
Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.
It was a dark and stormy night.
So along with the classics, I am reading other books people have recommended. That list is nearly 800 books long. I should never have to wonder “What should I read now?” Here’s a list of some of those I’ve read and/or attempted:
Read and enjoyed:
Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys
Holes by Louis Sachar
Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Peterson
James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl
Where the Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls
Inkheart by Cornelia Funke
In the Time of the Butterflies by Julia Alvarez
Angels and Demons by Dan Brown
Read and didn’t like:
Kim by Rudyard Kipling
Anthem by Ayn Rand
A Room With a View by E.M. Forster
A Thousand Acres by Jane Smiley
Deep End of the Ocean by Jacquelyn Mitchard
Get Shorty by Elmore Leonard
Solomon’s Song by Toni Morrison
She’s Come Undone by Wally Lamb
The Spy Who Came in From the Cold by John le Carre
All the Pretty Horses by Carmac McCormick
The Rainbow by D.H. Lawrence
The Blithedale Romance by Nathaniel Hawthorne
The Aeneid by Virgil
The Maltese Falcon by Dashiell Hammett (finished it, found it banal)
The Hobbit by JRR Tolkein (boring)