So…checking out the always wonderful Fantasy Cafe, we found out we’ve been TAGGED!
Here’s the deal:
Get yourself to the nearest book, flip to page 123, and copy the 5th sentence out here…
Thea’s: Closest book to me at the time is Neil Gaiman’s American Gods. So, here we go:
A wraith appeared on the right of the church, while on the left of the church something with a half-glimpsed, pointed, unsettlingly birdlike face, a pale, Boschian nightmare, glided smoothly from a headstone into the shadows and was gone.
How sick is that? This is a perfect example of why Gaiman is THE man. How engaging is this sentence? ‘A pale, Boschian nightmare’…eerie stuff.
Ana’s: Closest book to me right now is one I just finished reading and LOVED. Wicked Lovely by Melissa Marr. The fifth sentence is actually the end of a sentence so I will cheat and enter the whole paragraph:
“Aislinn looked away before he could see how tempted she really was, before she
admitted to herself how much she wanted to ignore all reason”
Aislinn, dealing with her attraction-repulsion to all things fey. “He” being Keenan, the Summer King. Seriously, this book is awesome.
And We Tag….