Friday 56 and Book Beginnings

The Friday 56 is a weekly blog meme hosted by Freda’s Voice. Join in every Friday, the rules are simple.

Rules: *Grab a book, any book. *Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader.

*Find any sentence (or a few, just don’t spoil it) that grab you.

*Post it. *Add your (url) post here in Linky. Add the post url, not your blog url. It’s that simple.

“By their thirtieth birthdays, Halliday and Morrow were both multimillionaires. They purchased mansions on the same street. Morrow bought a Lamborghini, took several long vacations, and traveled the world. Halliday bought and restored one of the original DeLoreans used in the Back to the Future films, continued to spend nearly all of his time welded to a computer keyboard, and used his wealth to amass what would eventually become the world’s largest private collection of classic video-games, Star Wars action figures, and vintage lunch boxes, and comic books.”

~Ready Player One, by Ernest Cline

Book Beginnings (a la Rose City Reader)

“Everyone my age remembers where they were and what they were doing when they first heard about the contest.”

First Impression: From the first line- oh, like  a much less depressing national memory than JFK’s assassination!


10 thoughts on “Friday 56 and Book Beginnings

  1. Oh man, I’ve had Ready Player One on my TBR list for a long time, and I really want to read it. I just haven’t gotten around to picking up a copy yet, but I definitely need to.

  2. I haven’t heard of this book before, but after reading the comments I think I might check it out. The opening line definitely grabs the reader by making the idea monumental.

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