Happy Friday! I hope you’ve all been having a fantastic week and are looking forward to a great weekend. My mom and I will be baking Christmas cookies tomorrow, and Sunday the fam will be going to watch the new Spider Man.
First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines?
Pick a book off your shelf (it could be your current read or on your TBR) and open to the first page.
Copy the first few lines, but don’t give anything else about the book away just yet — you need to hook the reader first.
Have you ever tried a new author, LOVED their book, but just never picked up another one? I. Am. Guilty.
This is a list of authors that I’ve only read one or two books from. Each of these books I gave 4.5 – 5 stars to, but I haven’t read more yet. So, I’ve made this list of authors that I’m determined to read more from in 2020! The books shown are the one(s) I’ve read and loved.
Thanks for taking the time to drop by today! If you’re curious how middle child is doing, his lip and cheek have healed quickly and nicely. He’ll have a little scar, but nothing too crazy. This week was calm – nothing overly exciting happening, until last night. I don’t know what it is about Friday evenings for us….So, we go to a bday party last night. My daughter is outside riding a bike and heads towards the house to put the bike up. Bike doesn’t stop. She nails the bricks on their house with her face. She busted both lips and has scratches all over her face. She had the slightest headache, but it was gone quickly. We kept an eye on her to make sure there were no signs of concussion, but she’s okay. Then we’re heading home and we hit a massive storm. One I surely didn’t feel comfortable driving in, but we were close to home when it hit. I’m driving very slowly watching for major branches or trees. We live in a heavily forested area. Another driver passes me and flashes his lights. I immediately tell my oldest that there’s probably a downed tree. So, I slow down even further. The guy behind me wasn’t getting the memo, though. So, I kept slowing down more and more. I didn’t want to get smashed between a tree and a truck. Of course the downed tree pops into view just over a hill in a bad blind spot – no warning. The truck has slacked off my tail a little at this point, so I know he has time to see me stop. But, he doesn’t. So I start laying on my horn. This guy stops with a few inches to spare between our vehicles. My poor kids were freaked. However, God decided to keep us safe and I’m thankful! I’m hoping I can greet you next Saturday without all the dramatic sidenotes!!
Click on the title under the pics to go to Goodreads and catch the synopses.