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? If you want to make your own post, feel free to use or edit the banner above, and follow the rules below:
- 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
- Finally… reveal the book!
Yogi Johnson stood looking out the window of a big pump-factory in Michigan. Spring would soon be here. Could it be that what this writing fellow Hutchison had said, “If winter comes can spring be far behind?” would be true again this year? Yogi Johnson wondered.
Here in Michigan, we are anxiously awaiting the real arrival of spring. We had such a beautiful day (high 60s and plenty of sun) on Wednesday only for it to drop into the 30s and 40s the next day. I even saw some flurries of snow yesterday evening! So these first lines spoke to me today.
Many, many years ago one of my hubby’s coworkers gave him a small box of old and dusty books. He knew I was an avid reader and book lover and he was getting rid of them anyway. Most of them are falling apart, but they look cool on my bookshelf so I keep them around. Besides, what’s better than old books?
I haven’t read this story myself. I’ll be honest here and say this author isn’t one of my favorites. He’s just not my cup of tea. I like his story concepts, but I’m not a fan of his writing style.
This book has a lot of Ernest Heminway’s works. I really hadn’t looked in it for many years and forgot how many stories it included. This is probably the book from that box that’s in the best condition. When I looked it up on Amazon for a link I couldn’t help but wonder if the cover was originally as dark as the picture used on Amazon. Curious.
Are you a Hemingway fan? If you are, let me know your favorite story. I’d like to give him another go some day.