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.
Hello, all, and thank you for stopping by this week! I am in a dreadful place with books because I have been experimenting with reading multiple books at once, which means that I am currently (still) reading Morning Star (Red Rising, #3), All the Bright Places, Ruin and Rising (The Grisha, #3), and even giving a literary magazine a try (Glimmer Train Stories, #95) (and hence not really progressing too quickly with any of them).(And I only want to feature books twice if I feel they have earned it, and I am not sure any of those listed above have)
Also, my two year old has become so obsessed with the concept of Peter Pan that I was starting to wish he never existed. I never liked any movie adaptations of Peter Pan until 2003, and I heard that one was the most faithful to the book… so to make my daughter’s obsession less dreadful, I decided to give the original a try, and, much to my surprise, I am LOVING it so far. The language is very old fashioned, but the jokes underneath it are still quite relevant to modern day parenting! And my daughter is so entranced with the flying boy that after three pages of beautiful Victorian(?) prose and adult jokes going over her head, she hears the name Peter Pan and jumps up yelling “Peter Pan is at the window! Peter Pan is at the window!” So it’s much more fun than sitting through yet another Little Golden book adaptation of the 1953 cartoon!
PS My daughter is awake and climbing on me as I write this, I will be very surprised if I don’t between 1-35 typos in this- my apologies!
“To Michael the loneliness was dreadful. ‘If only someone would make a sound!’ he cried.
As if in answer to his request, the air was rent by the most tremendous crash he had ever heard. The pirates had fired Long Tom at them.
The roar of it echoed through the mountains, and the echoes seemed to cry savagely, ‘Where are they, where are they, where are they?’
Thus sharply did the terrified three learn the difference between an island of make-believe and the same island come true.”