First Line Friday | October 2, 2020

Posted October 2, 2020 by Kaity in Bookish Memes, First Line Friday / 5 Comments

Happy Friday! Today I am participating in First Line Friday, hosted by Hoarding Books, AND First Lines Friday, hosted by Wandering Words!

First Lines Fridays is a weekly feature for book lovers hosted by Wandering Words. What if instead of judging a book by its cover, its author or its prestige, we judged it by its opening lines?

  • Pick a book off your shelf (it could be your current read or on your TBR) and open to the first page
  • Copy the first few lines, but don’t give anything else about the book away just yet – you need to hook the reader first
  • Finally… reveal the book!

“The rift that opened on our farm the evening I was born was like a shard of glass: sharp, and angled, and not quite transparent, but tilt your head a little and it might as well be invisible. So no one could blame my parents for not noticing that first week.”

I’m intrigued! Anyone have any guesses on what book this is? I’ll give you a few clues…

Last chance to guess!

Today’s book is…

First Line Friday | October 2, 2020The Art of Saving the World by Corinne Duyvis
Published on September 15, 2020 by Harry N. Abrams
Genres: Multiverse, Neurodivergent, Science Fiction, YA, Aspec, Queer
Pages: 384
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One girl and her doppelgangers try to stop the end of the world in this YA sci-fi adventure
When Hazel Stanczak was born, an interdimensional rift tore open near her family’s home, which prompted immediate government attention. They soon learned that if Hazel strayed too far, the rift would become volatile and fling things from other dimensions onto their front lawn—or it could swallow up their whole town. As a result, Hazel has never left her small Pennsylvania town, and the government agents garrisoned on her lawn make sure it stays that way. On her sixteenth birthday, though, the rift spins completely out of control. Hazel comes face-to-face with a surprise: a second Hazel. Then another. And another. Three other Hazels from three different dimensions! Now, for the first time, Hazel has to step into the world to learn about her connection to the rift—and how to close it. But is Hazel—even more than one of her—really capable of saving the world?

“The rift that opened on our farm the evening I was born was like a shard of glass: sharp, and angled, and not quite transparent, but tilt your head a little and it might as well be invisible.”

I’ve been reading THE ART OF SAVING THE WORLD this week and I LOVE IT!!!! Have you read it yet?

Do you participate in either of these memes? Let me know if you do and link your posts in the comments so I can visit! And don’t forget to have a splendiferous week!

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5 responses to “First Line Friday | October 2, 2020

  1. Happy Friday!!

    Over on my blog I am sharing the first line from Miss Tavistock’s Mistake by Linore Rose Burkhard. “Mrs. Filbert! Only guess what I have learned from my uncle!” Miss Tavistock, the nineteen year old orphaned ward of the Duke of Trent, rushed across the great library of Toadingham to where her companion, Mrs. Filbert, lay settled upon a settee amongst layers of pillows near the fire, sniffling and sneezing.”


    Have lovely weekend!!

    • Happy Friday!
      I’m sharing the first line from Storing Up Trouble by Jen Turano on my blog. I’m currently on chapter 22, so I’ll share a line from there.
      “Before Norman could fully process the idea of a giggling Theo, Stanley was escorting Theo into the room, beaming a bright smile at her, one she was certainly returning.”
      I hope you have a great weekend. 🙂❤📚

  2. Becky Smith

    Happy Friday! My first line is from “Valley of Shadows” by Candace West:

    “The torrent swept away Lorena’s well-devised surprise into the muck.”

  3. Paula Shreckhise

    My first line is from POINT OF DANGER by Irene Hannon.
    “The package was ticking.”
    Happy reading!

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