Readathon: Hour 16 Mini Challenge

Hey everyone, and welcome to the hour 16 mini challenge! I hosted one last time before I had this blog, and now I’ve got a permanent bookish home it’s great to welcome you all back. Last time we had a guessing game, but this time I thought I’d do something a bit more interactive to give you all a bit more of a change from reading.

It’s pretty simple:

  1. Turn to page 35 in your current read.
  2. Find sentence #3.
  3. That’s the first sentence of a little piece of writing! It doesn’t matter if that’s a short story, a poem, the introduction to something bigger… anything creative counts. Bonus points if you make it a totally different genre to your original read!
  4. Leave the piece of writing in a comment here, or link to it in the comments here.
  5. I’ll pick someone at random to pick a book up to £10 in value from The Book Depository. So make sure you leave your email for me so I can get in contact with you, or you won’t be able to pick your book!

So, for example, I’ll just grab the closest book… The Bone Season (Samantha Shannon). And the sentence is: “I realised with a start that I was naked.” So here’s my little piece of writing:

I realised with a start that I was naked. That was the first thing — the fact that I was naked under the light sheet, and the quality of the light was somehow different to my own room back at home. I could hear someone moving around, careful and quiet. My chest tightened a little, and I turned my face further into the pillow, feigning a sleepy mutter.

“I know you’re awake,” he said. I knew his voice.

“Sam?”

“It’s me, sunshine.”

It was, too. It was his voice, and his nickname for me. The only trouble was, Sam had been dead three years. I didn’t open my eyes, just burrowed deeper into the pillow, trying to figure things out. He was waiting, just standing there, waiting for me to say something. If I hadn’t said anything… But hindsight, you know what they say about that. “Why are you here?”

He came across the room, and a cold hand touched my shoulder. “I’m here for you.”

Which takes a sentence completely out of context from a fantasy book I haven’t yet read and turns it into what is the beginning, or maybe the entirety, of a horror story.

So hey, whatever your writing skills, give it a go! It’ll give your brain a nice change from all the reading. This challenge will run for five hours, to give everyone a good chance to join in. I hope the rest of the ‘thon treats you well!

63 thoughts on “Readathon: Hour 16 Mini Challenge

  1. “I’m not what you’d call an alcoholic, but I do like to drink until I pass out at least once a week.”
    “Do you think you need to go to rehab?”
    “No, I think I need to work less so I can drink more days!”

    (The Storied Life of AJ Fikry)

  2. “I will grant you your duel. And every duel you may challenge me to hereafter, but I refuse to wear a fuchsia dress to the banquet.” I kicked the wardrobe door shut for good measure.
    “Well, you have to wear something, and I’ve taken the liberty of removing every other article of clothing from the room,” she replied mildly.
    “Then I’ll go naked.”
    “It’s a terrible thing that I believe you are capable of that. You should be ashamed of yourself.”
    [Quote was taken from And the Mountains Echoed by Khaled Hosseini]
    [My e-mail is lindseypro21 (at) aol (dot) com]

  3. That was always a selling point. Thought Margot to herself, as she walked through the store. It had calming music and incense burning throughout the place, very atmospheric, one of those hippie-witchcraft shops that have become so popular with the teens. However, Margot was not there to dilly dally, she was a woman on a quest. The store had one thing she desperately needed for her latest concoction, as it is so hard to find in this season. Wolfsbane, she was making a herbal remedy to a problem. This problem had been plaguing Margot for a while, but it wasn’t medical issue, despite with her old age having a very bad case of arthritis that could use a fixing. She had more important problems to prioritize. That problem was none other than her neighbor Dolores. Dolores had always been a pain in Margot’s foot, but lately she had become a perfect example of words that Margot would never use in polite company. So Margot has decided to fix this problem the good old fashioned way. Through getting rid of Dolores, permanently. She had been planning it out for months, she would purchase the poisonous flowers dried as the stores (who stocked them to appeal to customers that are fans of werewolves), prepare Dolores a lovely afternoon tea and snack with them, and then watch her dreams come true.

    The starting line is from the romance novel Agnes and the Hitman by Jennifer Cruise and Bob Mayer and it’s reminiscing about a sex scene originally.

  4. From World After by Susan Ee.
    The sentence is “They can’t.”

    “They can’t. They just can’t be apart, their lives depend on the other, they’re totally codependent. But you should know you’d better not try to keep them separated, because they have the power to destroy you. Words are made to be together, and even though they’re beautiful, they have power, and you know better than to challenge them.”

    I don’t even know what was that, but nevermind.

  5. […] New challenge, this time from The Bibliophibian. So, the book closest to me with page numbers is one that I can’t actually quote as it’s an uncorrected proof, so I picked the next closest book which happens to be Narcopolis by Jeet Thayil.  It’s actually about drug trade and squalor in Mumbai of the 1970s, but I’m going to repurpose this sentence for this mini-challenge (and even seek inspiration from my current read, O, Africa!). […]

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