Friday 56 – Snow Like Ashes

snow like ashesThe Friday 56 is hosted by Freda’s Voice. The rules are simple – turn to page 56 in your current read (or 56% in your e-reader) and post a few non-spoilery sentences.

Today’s quote is from Snow Like Ashes by Sara Raasch, a story about four countries locked in permanent seasons – Winter, Spring, Summer, and Autumn. Spring has gone on the warpath, and Winter was the first to fall under their boots.

Spring has their own mines in their section of the Klaryns, but theirs produce deadly powders that fuel their cannons, the only mines in the world that harbor it. That’s what we thought the war was about – Spring wanted to expand their mine holdings. But when they won, they didn’t tear into our mines. They just boarded them all up, like their goal was simply to destroy Winter piece by piece, spirit by spirit, by making us sit back and watch Winter’s most valued possession fall into decay.

Once Angra kills us all, he’ll probably reopen the mines. But as long as we live, it’s more valuable to dangle our useless mines in our faces, taunt us and distract us into making mistakes, getting caught, falling into his open hands. Or at least, that’s what we tell each other, to make it feel less like the war was all for nothing.

Friday 56 – Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex

bonkThe Friday 56 is hosted by Freda’s Voice. The rules are simple – turn to page 56 in your current read (or 56% in your e-reader) and post a few non-spoilery sentences.

Today’s quote is from the hilarious book Bonk by Mary Roach. I’ve had to stop and read passages to my husband to explain why I’m snickering so much! In this passage, our intrepid author is at a sex-machine display and lecture.

Archibald winds up his talk and invites questions. A woman in wire-rimmed glasses and a green T-shirt raises her hand. “What we’re seeing is a lot of dildos going in and out of orifices. Given that the majority of women don’t orgasm this way, do any of these machines pay attention to the clitoris?”

Friday 56 – The Girl Who Drank the Moon

girl who drank the moonThe Friday 56 is hosted by Freda’s Voice. The rules are simple – turn to page 56 in your current read (or 56% in your e-reader) and post a few non-spoilery sentences.

Today’s quote is from The Girl Who Drank the Moon, by Kelly Barnhill.

Memory was a slippery thing – slick moss on an unstable slope – and it was ever so easy to lose one’s footing and fall. And anyway, five hundred years was an awful lot to remember. But now, her memories came tumbling toward her – a kindly old man, a decrepit castle, a clutch of scholars with their faces buried in books, a mournful mother dragon saying good-bye. And something else, too. Something scary. Xan tried to pluck the memories as they tumbled by, but they were like bright pebbles in an avalanche: they flashed briefly in the light, and then they were gone.

Friday 56 – Starless

StarlessThe Friday 56 is hosted by Freda’s Voice. The rules are simple – turn to page 56 in your current read (or 56% in your e-reader) and post a few non-spoilery sentences.

Today’s quote is from Starless, by Jacqueline Carey. Full review should be up tomorrow!

He touched the blade of his yakhan against the central prong of his kopar so lightly that it might almost have been an accident, except that he did it twice, tapping his left foot on the floor of the Dancing Bowl. Click-click-tap.

He did it again.

Click-click-tap.

It was a variant of the traditional tribal challenge of thunder and lightning against an unworthy opponent. One of the watching brothers chuckled, and I felt myself flush with anger and embarrassment.

“To first blood!” Brother Merik raised one arm, fist clenched. “Try not to maim each other, please. Go!”

Friday 56 – The Heart Forger

heart forgerThe Friday 56 is hosted by Freda’s Voice. The rules are simple – turn to page 56 in your current read (or 56% in your e-reader) and post a few non-spoilery sentences.

Today’s quote is from The Heart Forger, the second book in The Bone Witch series. My review of the first two books will be up on Monday!

Blighted or not, she intended to kill that man and for me to watch him die. “You talk like a recipe exists to accustom one to death,” I said, bitter.

“Oh, but there is,” she responded. “Take a girl and remove her heart. Add a touch of tragedy and a thirst for vengeance. Divide her into equal parts of grief and rage, then serve her cold. This is not the worst deed you will see before the week is out. If you have changed your mind about our mission, then leave. I am not yet done.”

“I will stay,” I said shortly, rising to my feet. “I will see this through, for good or ill.”

Friday 56 – The Wrong Stars

the wrong starsThe Friday 56 is hosted by Freda’s Voice. The rules are simple – turn to page 56 in your current read (or 56% in your e-reader) and post a few non-spoilery sentences.

Today’s quote is from The Wrong Stars by Tim Pratt.

Callie took Elena to the observation deck and helped strap her into a seat where she could watch through the viewport. “See that thing that looks like a crystal chandelier crossed with a wedding cake? That’s Meditreme Station.” They were already decelerating, thrust gravity easing off into weightlessness, and the ship’s reaction wheels were spinning to orient them for their approach to the docks.

Stay tuned for my full review tomorrow!