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1st Sentence Friday

“I stood on the threshold of my room, my hand on the door knob.”

~ Beloved Poison by E.S. Thomson


1st Sentence Friday

“Lizzie Redhead listened.” ~ The Moth Catcher by Ann Cleeves

1st Sentence Friday

“What ‘exactly you make of this, Ranger?”  ~ Strong Cold Dead by Jon Land

1st Sentence Friday

“He worked on his knees now, as if praying.”

~ Killing Bay by Chris Ould

1st Sentence Friday

“The last thing Frank Borman needed was a phone call when he was trying to fly his spacecraft.”

~Apollo 8 by Jeffrey Kluger

1st Sentence Friday

“My mother had always been the one to pick me up from nursery school, but one late June afternoon in 1969, a couple of weeks before my fourth birthday, my father arrived first and pushed me into the backseat of his gray Chevy Malibu.”

~ Rebel Mother: My Childhood Chasing the Revolution by Peter Andreas

1st Sentence Friday

“On Thursday, September 5th, 1912, Ellen Grice let out a terrifying scream.”

~ Blood at the Root: a Racial Cleansing in America by Patrick Phillips


“Caliph Washington stared out the window of the Greyhound Scenic Cruiser as it rolled through bare Mississippi villages like Hickory Flat, Pott’s Camp, Pumpkin Center and Myrtle.”

~  He Calls Me By Lightining: the Life of Caliph Washington & the Forgotten Saga of Jim Crow, Southern Justice & the Death Penalty by S. Jonathan Bass