I am not in the habit of cross posting between my blogs. However this weeks Booking Through Thursday was a writing challenge:
Pick up the nearest book.
Turn to page 123.
What is the first sentence on the page?
The last sentence on the page?
Now . . . connect them together….
(And no, you may not transcribe the entire page of the book–that’s cheating!)
The book I had closest at hand was this one: Dreaming in Cuban by Cristina García.
I have placed each sentence in bold as I found that I needed to added a sentence in order to make the passage more complete.
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We folded and refolded our clothes and waited for escape.
Told to be ready at nine o’clock, we each took our places, and waited. As none of us possessed a watch, we were forced to rely on the shadows, which slowly stretched across the room with each passing hour. When they had finally merged, encompassing the room in near darkness, we knew the time had come.
Grasping my knapsack to my chest, I turned to take one last look at the place I once called home. Memories instantly overcame me, my emotions so raw that if anyone had spoken a word, I would have crumbled right then into a screaming ball of hysteria. Instead, I closed my eyes as tightly as I could, making sure that the tears that were about to come, were crushed back into nothingness. Reopening them to the gloom around me, I allowed the memories of my childhood to incorporate themselves into the corners of the room thus banishing them forever into shadow.
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Cross posted here.
