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Monday, June 23, 2014

First Sentences

As my first official blog post, it would seem only fitting that I write about first sentences. Lately, I've been finding first sentences in books that I check out in the library. I've never really paid attention to them, but the first sentence is, I think, one of the most important parts in a book. It draws you in, even if you don't consciously realize it.

These are the books I checked out this week:

  • Mossflower by Brian Jacques
  • Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs
  • The One Safe Place by Tania Unsworth
  • She is Not Invisible by Marcus Sedwick
  • How my Private, Personal Journal Became a Bestseller by Julia DeVillers
  • Skellig by David Almond
Out of all of these (yes, I read a lot) my favorite first sentence was in The One Safe Place. "It was tree o' clock in the afternoon before Devin was done digging the grave." This is such a simple first sentence that you almost don't notice it. And then you think: Wait a minute. Why is he digging a grave? Who's the grave for? What does it mean, tree o' clock?

Well, first off, I can answer the last question. It means three o' clock, but Blogger has some glitch that won't let me go back and correct typos without correcting everything else. Oh well.

But I digress. The point is, that is a cool first sentence to open up a dystopian book. But I did notice that there are a lot of other ways to begin a novel. Mossflower begins with description. "Late autumn winds sighed fitfully around the open gatehouse door, rustling brown gold leaves in the fading afternoon." She is Not Invisible begins with, "One final time I told myself I wasn't abducting my little brother". I love this one too. How my Private, Personal Journal... jumps right into the story with someone talking: "Thirty seconds! Thirty seconds until showtime, everyone!Miss Peregrine's... begins with a somewhat cliche but still pretty good first line: "I had just come to accept that my life would be ordinary when extraordinary things began to happen."And last but not least, Skellig starts out with "I found him in the garage on a Sunday afternoon", which is a great first line as well.

Anyway, this is my "musing" for today, and I will return.

Hello, and Welcome to Emily's Blog

Hello, and welcome to Emily's (that's me!) blog. Right now the computer or tablet you are reading this with is secretly monitoring you to ensure that you are fit to read this. If it comes to the conclusion that you are not, a bunch of men dressed in black suits and mirrored sunglasses will come and take you away.

OK, not really. Or will they...?

My name is Emily which, if you are literate, you will have figured out by now. If you are not literate, you wouldn't be reading this right now, so I don't know why I bothered with that sentence. Or why I'm not deleting it. I can only hope that you've not entirely given up on me at this point.

I'm 13 years old and completely not your average teen. Just want to get that out there. My friends call me... unique. I hope that's a compliment.

I'm totally random, and this blog is mainly for my musings. Life, the Universe, and Everything. Book reports, observations, a diary entry or two, you name it. No one read my last blog, and it's likely no one will read this one, but it's cool to have a blog, don't you think?

I love to read and write, I'm fairly good at drawing, and I taught myself to knit. Boring enough for you? I'm not a huge fan of sports but I will admit, I'm pretty excited about Costa Rica beating Italy in the World Cup. I don't play any sports, though I have tried soccer, swimming, ice skating, and lacrosse.

If you read this, I hope you'll keep up with all my random blog posts. Until then!