Rose City Reader, is hosting Book beginnings on Fridays.
Please join me every Friday to share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are reading, along with your initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires. Please remember to include the title of the book and the author’s name.
"Jane Austen just won't stay on the page."
Freda’s voice is hosting Friday 56 and the rules are:
*Grab a book. Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader (If you have to improvise, that's ok.) Find any sentence, (or few, just don't spoil it)
Post it. Add your (url) post below in Linky. Add the post url, not your blog url.
"Guatemala was not my first venture into Latin America. More than a year before my Antigua Austen group, I flew to Puerto Vallarta for an end-of-semester beach break. That's when I met Diego, my driver for the half-hour ride to the hotel. He was tickled, he later told me, by my pre-Escuela Spanish, as I bounced from window to window in the backseat to take in the gorgeous sights, sputtering out gems like "Very good ocean! Very! Mountain pretty!"