April 2012
50 posts
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Out of the gravel there are peonies growing
– Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood
Submitted by mirrorsandmirages
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There was a time when he was young, as well as a later time when he would be...
– The Abstract by Goodloe Byron
Submitted by mirrorsandmirages
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It was Hitch Paley; rolling his beat-up Daimler motorbike across the packed sand...
– The Chronolith by Robert Charles Wilson
Submitted by cyanidewife
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One time I remember someone asking my friend George Burns if he had read a...
– If You Ask Me (And Of Course You Won’t) by Betty White
Submitted by books-a-to-z
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I come from Des Moines. Somebody had to.
– The Lost Continent by Bill Bryson
Submitted by lovewroteandwrit
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The blow catches him from the right, sharp and surprising and painful, like a...
– Slow Man by J.M. Coetzee
Submitted by provincialscenes
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When Farmer Oak smiled, the corners of his mouth spread till they were within an...
– Far From The Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy
Submitted by happylittleaccidents
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Shadow had done three years in prison. He was big enough and looked...
– American Gods by Neil Gaiman
Submitted by vgmgc
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Jewel and I come up from the field, following the path in single file.
– As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner
Submitted by maocat
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When the Potato Girl was murdered, the killer cut out her heart.
– Promise Not to Tell by Jennifer McMahon
Submitted by musingsofabibliophile
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This is where dragons went.
– Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett
Submitted by rantsandscififantasy
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The last class of my old professor’s life took place once a week in his...
– Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom
Submitted by elainehsiang
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They murdered him.
– The Chocolate War by Robert Cormier
Submitted by emptystabilos
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I was born with water on the brain.
– The Absolutely True Diary of A Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie
Submitted by emptystabilos
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stabbing my brother with the plastic blade from an osculating fan … and...
– The Orphaned Anythings by Stephen Christian
Submitted by octopiforlunch
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The two men in the black limousine had already circled the theatre once.
– Night Rise by Anthony Horowitz
Submitted by octopiforlunch
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Johnny never knew for certain why he started seeing the dead.
– Johnny and the Dead by Terry Pratchett
Submitted by octopiforlunch
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It was nine o’clock in the evening, in Blackbury High Street.
– Johnny and the Bomb by Terry Pratchett
Submitted by octopiforlunch
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On a cold, fretful afternoon in early October, 1872, a hansom cab drew up...
– Ruby in the Smoke by Philip Pullman
Submitted by octopiforlunch
February 2012
20 posts
juanllave asked: Can I submit in spanish?