What is the first sentence from the book you are currently reading?

“Snitz and I were sitting in the backyard, waiting for time to start a fire for the steaks.”

Let’s Make A Deal, Jerry Boyd
Book 11 in the Bob & Nikki saga

“Shortly before the Thanksgiving holiday of 2016, retired Marine General James Mattis saw a call from an unknown Indiana number flash on his cell phone screen.”

Rage, by Bob Woodward

“West of Pearl Harbor, he drove along the Farrington Highway past fields of sugar cane, dark green in the moonlight.”

Micro, by Michael Crichton

“Stubbornly, Elijah Bailey fought panic”

The Naked Sun by Isaac Asimov (reread, of course - but very appropriate for these days of Zoom and distancing)

“Impossible! The word resonated throughout the large lecture hall.”

The Second Kind of Impossible: The Extraordinary Quest for a New Form of Matter, by Paul J. Steinhardt.

“The world was full of wild things then.”

Hocus Pocus and the All-New Sequel by A. W. Jantha

Since the boy had died, she didn’t sleep and many nights she prowled around the house, searching.

Poor Tom Is Cold, mystery (Murdoch #3) by Maureen Jennings

‘‘The Ford station wagon topped a hill before disappearing into the darkness.’’

Race Against Time–Jerry Mitchell

“Imp froze as he rounded the corner onto Regent Street, and saw four elven warriors shackling a Santa to a stainless-steel cross outside Hamleys Toy Shop.”

Dead Lies Dreaming by Charles Stross

“I was surprised to see a white man walk into Joppy’s bar.”

Devil in a Blue Dress, by Walter Mosley

I think the last sentence of the book is noteworthy too (and no spoiler alert necessary): "“When his performance as president is taken in its entirety, I can only reach one conclusion: Trump is the wrong man for the job.”

Now, as for my next book to read:

“He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish.”

The Old Man and the Sea, by Ernest Hemingway

“She was a soft-spoken, dark-haired, small-boned woman, not even coming up to their shoulders, like a kind of dwarf–but that was normal enough for a Mediterranean Greek of nearly four millennia ago, before super-diets and hybridization from seventy colonized planets had turned all humanity (so she had been told) into Scandinavian giants.”

Picnic on Paradise by Joanna Russ

“When ranch owner Opal Scarlett vanished, no one mourned except her three grown sons, Arlen, Hank, and Wyatt, who expressed their loss by getting into a fight with shovels.”

In Plain Sight, by C.J. Box.


The Stand, by Stephen King. Been meaning to read it for years, but never got around to it before.

I started it about 35 years ago and never made it to the end. It’s very dense. Maybe I’d do better if I tried again now, but I’m not really inclined to.

Hmm. I’ve read The Stand at least a half-dozen times. One of my all-time favorite books. As an aside, CBS All Access is releasing its miniseries version on December 17, 2020.

Carry on.

“I was eight years old when I first found the magazine, sitting on the dusty wooden floor of a used-book store.”

Save Me the Plums: My Gourmet Memoir, by Ruth Reichl.

“Apocalypses always kick off at the witching hour.”

Battle Ground (Dresden #17), by Jim Butcher

“It was my mother’s lie that brought me home that July day.”

The Wedding Thief, by Mary Simses

“The cold Alaskan water pulled at the fishing boats that lined the dock, the boats straining against their moorings to run free with the tide.”

The Last Detective, by Robert Crais