Sunday, June 27, 2010
Open the book that you're currently reading (no cheating by running around trying to find a book that makes you look all scholarly or super hip now!) and flip to page 123. Read the first five sentences, and then post the next three sentences.
From Getting The Pretty Back by Molly (yes, that Molly) Ringwald:
I love sex. There. I came right out and said it (Sorry, Mom!).
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Well, it's the book in my desk drawer next to me, not actively reading it, exactly. Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand.
"He had always known that business was regarded as some sort of secret, shameful cult, which one did not impose on innocent laymen, that people thought of it as of an ugly necessity, to be performed but never mentioned, that to talk shop was an offense against higher sensibilities, that just as one washed machine grease off one's hands before coming home, so one was supposed to wash the stain of business off one's mind before entering a drawing room. He had never held that creed, but he had accepted it as natural that his family should hold it. He took it for granted--wordlessly, in the manner of a feeling absorbed in childhood, left unquestioned and unnamed--that he had dedicated himself, like the martyr of some dark religion, to the service of a faith which was his passionate love, but which made him an outcast among men, whose sympathy he was not to expect."
Ugh. Those were some long sentences!
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