What Is The First Paragraph Of Your Current Read? - CrimeSpace2024-03-29T15:56:59Zhttp://crimespace.ning.com/forum/topics/537324:Topic:49958?id=537324%3ATopic%3A49958&feed=yes&xn_auth=noDeath surrounded her. She fac…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-07-25:537324:Comment:1533092008-07-25T23:01:59.911ZJoy Calderwoodhttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Dragonlily
Death surrounded her. She faced it daily, dreamed of it nightly. Lived with it always. She knew its sounds, its scents, even its texture. She could look it in its dark and clever eye without a flinch. One flinch, one blink, and it could shift, it could change. It could win.<br />
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CEREMONY IN DEATH, J.D. Robb
Death surrounded her. She faced it daily, dreamed of it nightly. Lived with it always. She knew its sounds, its scents, even its texture. She could look it in its dark and clever eye without a flinch. One flinch, one blink, and it could shift, it could change. It could win.<br />
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CEREMONY IN DEATH, J.D. Robb THE FALL OF NESKAYA, Marion Z…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-07-21:537324:Comment:1527712008-07-21T19:00:22.059ZJoy Calderwoodhttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Dragonlily
THE FALL OF NESKAYA, Marion Zimmer Bradley & Deborah J Ross<br />
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"Coryn Leynier woke from a dream of fire sweeping down from the heights. The dream had begun peacefully enough, buth with an unusual vividness, as were so many of his dreams since his body had begun changing with adolescence. At first, his glider hovered beneath Darkover's great Bloody Sun, its silken sails spread wide over fragile wooden struts. Last summer, his eldest brother Eddard, who was heir to the mountainous Verdanta…
THE FALL OF NESKAYA, Marion Zimmer Bradley & Deborah J Ross<br />
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"Coryn Leynier woke from a dream of fire sweeping down from the heights. The dream had begun peacefully enough, buth with an unusual vividness, as were so many of his dreams since his body had begun changing with adolescence. At first, his glider hovered beneath Darkover's great Bloody Sun, its silken sails spread wide over fragile wooden struts. Last summer, his eldest brother Eddard, who was heir to the mountainous Verdanta lands, had shown him how to ride the air currents for short distances. In his dream, Coryn soared freely. He felt no fear of the height, only pleasure in the limitless heavens."<br />
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This postumous Bradley book isn't as much to my taste as the ones she wrote by herself. I don't connect with it emotionally so much, because the relationships don't come across as warmly. When Cynthia woke up, it was…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-05-05:537324:Comment:1398892008-05-05T11:27:10.978ZLinda Leehttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/doublelnz
When Cynthia woke up, it was so quiet in the house she thought it must be a Saturday.<br />
If Only.<br />
If there'd ever been a day that she needed to be a Saturday, to be anything but a school day, this was it. Her stomach was still doing the occasional somersault, her head was full of cement and it took some effort to keep it from falling forward on to her shoulders<br />
Jesus, what the hell was that in the waste-paper basket next to the bed? She couldn't even remember throwing up in the night, but if she…
When Cynthia woke up, it was so quiet in the house she thought it must be a Saturday.<br />
If Only.<br />
If there'd ever been a day that she needed to be a Saturday, to be anything but a school day, this was it. Her stomach was still doing the occasional somersault, her head was full of cement and it took some effort to keep it from falling forward on to her shoulders<br />
Jesus, what the hell was that in the waste-paper basket next to the bed? She couldn't even remember throwing up in the night, but if she needed evidence, there it was.<br />
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No Time for Goodbye by Linwood Barclay I am currently working on my…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-03-28:537324:Comment:1338282008-03-28T00:57:01.601ZDeirdrehttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Deirdre
I am currently working on my spiritual life -- too much A Haunting -- I guess.<br />
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I am reading a book by Joyce Meyer. Battlefield of the Mind.<br />
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From this scripture (Eph. 6:12) we see that we are in a war. A careful study of this verse informs us that our warfare is not with other human beings but with the devil and his demons. Our enemy, Satan, attempts to defeat us with strategy and deceit, through well-laid plans and deliberate deception.<br />
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The devil is a liar. Jesus called him ...the father of…
I am currently working on my spiritual life -- too much A Haunting -- I guess.<br />
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I am reading a book by Joyce Meyer. Battlefield of the Mind.<br />
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From this scripture (Eph. 6:12) we see that we are in a war. A careful study of this verse informs us that our warfare is not with other human beings but with the devil and his demons. Our enemy, Satan, attempts to defeat us with strategy and deceit, through well-laid plans and deliberate deception.<br />
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The devil is a liar. Jesus called him ...the father of lies and of all that is false (John 8:44). He lies to you and me. He tells us things about ourselves, about other people and about circumstances that are just not true. He does not, however, tell us the entire lie all at one time.<br />
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He begins by bombarding our mind with a cleverly devised pattern of little nagging thoughts, suspicions, doubts, fears, wonderings, reasonings and theories. He moves slowly and cautiously (after all, well-laid plans take time). Remember, he has a strategy for his warfare. He has studied us for a long time.<br />
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He knows what we like and what we don't like. He knows are insecurities, our weaknesses and our fears. He knows what bothers us most. He is willing to invest any amount of time it takes to defeat us. One of the devils strong points is patience. You have to learn to cheat, a…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-03-28:537324:Comment:1338262008-03-28T00:48:18.788ZEileen Hawkinshttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Eileen
You have to learn to cheat, and not type it yourself. Google Books, and Amazon usually have the first chapter on their sites, so you can just cut and paste. So does my library in their catalog. Cheat, Cheat.
You have to learn to cheat, and not type it yourself. Google Books, and Amazon usually have the first chapter on their sites, so you can just cut and paste. So does my library in their catalog. Cheat, Cheat. I never heard of Dexter until…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-03-28:537324:Comment:1338112008-03-28T00:28:03.782ZEileen Hawkinshttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Eileen
I never heard of Dexter until they started showing the Showtime series on CBS. So many books, so little time. No, you're not the only one. But I may be the only person who has never read a Harry Potter book.
I never heard of Dexter until they started showing the Showtime series on CBS. So many books, so little time. No, you're not the only one. But I may be the only person who has never read a Harry Potter book. Here you go!!
"It was a dark…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-03-28:537324:Comment:1338002008-03-28T00:20:08.980ZEileen Hawkinshttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Eileen
Here you go!!<br />
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"It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents--except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness."<br />
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--Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, Paul Clifford (1830)<br />
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<a href="http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/">Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest</a>
Here you go!!<br />
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"It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents--except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness."<br />
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--Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, Paul Clifford (1830)<br />
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<a href="http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/">Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest</a> I'm reading some non-fiction…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-03-28:537324:Comment:1337752008-03-28T00:05:02.197ZEileen Hawkinshttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Eileen
I'm reading some non-fiction right now, but how about a paragraph out of a favorite.<br />
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Cañon del Espiritu,<br />
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Southern Ute Reservation<br />
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Yesterday the Ute woman had only felt the creature’s approach, the same way she divined the threat of a thunderstorm long before it danced across the mesas on spider legs of lightning. Today, she could smell the musky odors of his lean body. As she watched the sun fall toward its nightly repose in the bosom of the blue mists, the shaman could distinctly hear the…
I'm reading some non-fiction right now, but how about a paragraph out of a favorite.<br />
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Cañon del Espiritu,<br />
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Southern Ute Reservation<br />
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Yesterday the Ute woman had only felt the creature’s approach, the same way she divined the threat of a thunderstorm long before it danced across the mesas on spider legs of lightning. Today, she could smell the musky odors of his lean body. As she watched the sun fall toward its nightly repose in the bosom of the blue mists, the shaman could distinctly hear the beast’s panting breaths, the soft padding of his paws.<br />
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Darkness was the preferred companion of the beast, and darkness already wrapped its arms around the pleated skirt of Three Sisters Mesa. The unrelenting creature moved ever closer. Yogovuch trotted up the dusty arroyo at the base of the sprawling mesa, then through the fragrant thickets of sage and into the forest of gnarled piñon. The woman hadn’t actually seen the dwarf’s messenger, but his presence was palpable. The limber beast, with scarlet tongue draped over black lips, was approaching her trailer house in brazen fashion, and she was offended by this display of arrogance. Daisy Perika steeled herself and pulled the worn cotton blanket around her stooped shoulders. She stood on the unpainted porch and gripped the pine railing. Daisy waited expectantly for Coyote, servant of pitukupf, to speak to her of his elfin master’s business. When it came, the eerie sound startled the woman.<br />
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“Yiiiooouuuwww . . . aaaooouuu . . . iiieeeooo” the beast yodeled to the shaman. The somber summons fell on ears that refused to listen.<br />
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The Shaman Sings by James D. Doss, the Ute Tony Hillerman Ayaan shoved the helicopter's…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-03-28:537324:Comment:1337722008-03-28T00:03:54.359ZRich M Carrollhttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/RichMCarroll
Ayaan shoved the helicopter's cargo loading door open with one booted foot, and dry desert air rushed into the body of the helicopter. The aircraft obbled and soldiers grabbed for stanchions and nylon loops to steady themselves, but Ayaan just shifted her footing. The warrior stuck her head out into the blue sky, the graying ringlets of her hair bouncing in the wind. Her face wrinkled as she squinted at the burning sands. There were people down there-alive or dead, she couldn't tell-and they…
Ayaan shoved the helicopter's cargo loading door open with one booted foot, and dry desert air rushed into the body of the helicopter. The aircraft obbled and soldiers grabbed for stanchions and nylon loops to steady themselves, but Ayaan just shifted her footing. The warrior stuck her head out into the blue sky, the graying ringlets of her hair bouncing in the wind. Her face wrinkled as she squinted at the burning sands. There were people down there-alive or dead, she couldn't tell-and they were advancing in the direction of her encampment. For once this was no false alarm. "Get me close apporach," she shouted.<br />
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-Monster Planet, by David Wellington. Dang, now I have to put anoth…tag:crimespace.ning.com,2008-03-27:537324:Comment:1337552008-03-27T23:51:28.135ZEileen Hawkinshttp://crimespace.ning.com/profile/Eileen
Dang, now I have to put another Seattle detective on my list.
Dang, now I have to put another Seattle detective on my list.