Welcome to another edition of Grab-A-Line Monday, where you, my wonderful blog reader, bring passages from what you've read that have caught your attention. This is a place to discover new books and find new authors.
Nandini emerged from her intensive revision to share this passage from A Conspiracy of Kings by Megan Whalen Turner.
"I had been happy. And I could stay if I wanted. I could spend my life contemplating olives and reciting old plays to a friendly audience and building excellent walls that would outlast my lifetime. I could save the occasional coin that came to me by way of the baron's feast day generosities and in time buy a book or two, a blank scroll, ink. In thirty years I might be the poet Leuka. He wasn't a field hand, but he had been a slave and his poetry had survived him by four hundred years. No one would know but me and the gods, and I was sure the gods didn't care. All I had to do was hold my peace, and I knew that I couldn't do it."
I have a passage from Tales From Outer Suburbia by Shaun Tan this morning. I adore this book. I am in awe of the imagination of the author, and his skill, and brevity, and power. Yes, I am jealous. And, oh, did I mention the drawings? Sigh.
Here is a passage from one of the stories, No Other Country:
The green painted concrete out in front of the house, which at first seemed like a novel way to save money on lawn-mowing, was now just plain depressing. The hot water came reluctantly to the kitchen sink as if from miles away, and even then without conviction, and sometimes a pale, brownish color. Many of the windows wouldn't open properly to let flies out. Others wouldn't shut properly to stop them from getting in. The newly planted fruit trees died in the sandy soil of a too-bright backyard and were left like grave-markers under the slack laundry lines, a small cemetery of disappointment.
Before you say, "depress much?" read on to where:
They all inspected the hold closely...
No, I won't tell you what comes next. I'll promise you this: the hole brings discoveries that more than balance the bleakness of what I've shared above.
What caught you this week?