This one will be dedicated to a book’s page 69. I will post one or more sentences from the page that seem interesting/fun.
I started with this one in 2015 (May), and here is the backstory on how I got the idea: You all probably know that publishers often put something on the back to attract people. Something like turn to “insert page number”. Well, according to a writer’s 2006 book you should pick page 69 to determine if you want to read the book (Find Your Perfect Novel).
The swamp all looked the same when you were terrified and running, and Lily just had to hope that she wasn’t heading toward deeper water, where gators had to live. She pushed vines and moss out of the way, scrambled over logs, and tripped over roots. Her shorts were soaked with mud, and she lost a flip-flop somewhere in the muck. She reached for the pocket where she usually kept her phone, but it wasn’t there. Her mom had taken it last night. All she could do was keep going. Finally, she heard laughter somewhere ahead and stumbled toward it.
Friday’s Page 69 ~ As Good As Dead by Holly Jackson
But was here and now any better? She stared at her phone, abandoned on the floor over there. Kill two birds with one stone. Two dead pigeons on the driveaway, one with dead allseeing eyes, and one with non. That wasn’t a coincidence, was it? Maybe it wasn’t a cat, maybe someone really had put them there, along with those chalk figures drawing closer and closer. The same someone who was desperate for Pip to answer that one question: who will look for you when you’re the one who disappears. Someone who knew where she lived.
She’d been looking out for trouble, and so it had found her.
Princess Pea took an ornamental urn from the table, scooped up the rest of the frogs and carried them outside.
One of the daisies on the lawn was snapping at her ankles!
The daisies were growling…
Some had TEETH!
“This storm is going to get worse,” Hudson announced, as if we all hadn’t been telling him that exact thing.
“Let’s get back inside before it does.” Dani’s black hair whipped around her head as a gust of frigid, salty air scoured us. Hudson tugged her towards the steps. “Or we could get in the car and get out of here before every road is flooded and we’re stuck in this house for days.”
Without warning, the front yard lit like a flash grenade. I shut my eyes on instinct, but the white halos had embossed themselves onto my eyelids.
We need to be in the house, and we needed to be there now.
Friday’s Page 69 ~ Unipiggle: Mermaid Mayhem by Hannah Shaw
“What if we are lost in here for ever!” she flopped down on a little rock. “Whoops!” The rock she sat on started to move… and Princess Pea fell backwards through a thick wall of kelp. “I’m sorry, I thought you were a rock!” she apologized to a disgruntled sea turtle as it swam away.
Athena nodded. “This… poem you hold so dear, the one you recite as fact, it is either incomplete, or he searches for another version of it. One which tells of how the Agon ends and how its victor will claim unfathomable power.”
Lore’s mind shout down, leaving her body to react. She stood so quickly from her chair that it fell back and clattered against the tile. There was nowhere to go, and nothing her hands could grip except the opposite arm. “What?”
Friday’s Page 69 ~ Scandals, Rumors, Lies by Jessica Burkhart
Brit, Heather, and I had eaten lunch with Alison, Both girls had seemed calm, but excited to start cross-country. It would be the final step of testing and it was the perfect way to let the horses de-stress. Trix and Sunstruck loved cross-country and the course looked liked so much fun – it was a diagram I wanted to save and try sometime.
The course consisted of several hedges, a log jump, a brief trek through part of the creek, and then cantering up and down a few hills to test stamina.
Friday’s Page 69 ~ The Princess Rules by Philippa Gregory, Chris Chatterton
“There wouldn’t be universal rejoicing if we got married,” Florizella said sharply. “Because one person, at least, wouldn’t be rejoicing, and that would be me. You know very well that I don’t want to get married yet. You know very well that we agreed to be friends. And if you want to be friends with me then you have to see that I am not the sort of princess who is going to get caught by a dragon and wait to be rescued!”
Friday’s Page 69 ~ It’s Behind You by Kathryn Foxfield
There’s a crackling noise, like an old film starting up. We all turn towards the sound. The projected images on the wall are going out. They flare into white brightness, one by one, as if an explosion of light has washed away the whole set, the way a nuclear bomb goes off in a movie.
The ground rumbles beneath my feet and something slams against the reinforced door hard enough that the noise echoes through the whole cave.
Friday’s Page 69 ~ Rule of the Wolves by Leigh Bardugo
Nikolai could have chosen to meet the enemy in the field, banners up, troops in plain sight. A show of force. It would have been the honorable thing, the brave thing. But Nikolai figured his soldiers were more interested in surviving than looking noble before the Fjerdans shot them full of holes, and he felt the same.