The Friday 56 is a blog hop by Freda’s Voice and the rules are simple:
Turn to the nearest book.
Open it on page 56.
Post a sentence or two.
Join the linky.
Go crazy on the linky.
“Success can be as disastrous as failure – and it almost was. As if we had tapped some underground spring of desire, women came to conferences in such numbers that they overflowed the campuses and government buildings where our shoestring budget put them.
The Friday 56 is a blog hop by Freda’s Voice and the rules are simple:
Turn to the nearest book.
Open it on page 56.
Post a sentence or two.
Join the linky.
Go crazy on the linky.
“He paused in the tumult, standing, looking beyond them and down the unfriendly side of the mountain to the great patch where they had found dead wood. Then he laughed so strangely that tey were hushed, looking at the flash of his spectacles in astonishment. They followed his gaze to find the sour joke. ‘You ot your small fire alright.'” – Lord of the Flies by William Golding
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The Friday 56 is a blog hop by Freda’s Voice and the rules are simple:
Turn to the nearest book.
Open it on page 56.
Post a sentence or two.
Join the linky.
Go crazy on the linky.
“Little by little, people trickled out of the fields and drifted down the road. The red-toothed old ldy was back, as was the boy on the buffalo and all the other kids. We greeted each other like long-lost relatives – waving turned to handshakes turned to hugs all around.”