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Wednesday, September 2, 2026

First lines: August 2026 edition

Roses and book review, 2018

Below are the first lines of the books I finished reading in August: 4 fiction and 2 non-fiction.  Two books feature Halley’s Comet prominently.  I didn’t plan it that way.


Before getting to the first lines, a question for all y’all.  One of the authors I read this month is John Green.  I haven’t read any of his fiction: Looking for Alaska (2005),  An Abundance of Katherines (2006), Paper Towns (2008), The Fault in Our Stars (2012), Turtles All the Way Down (2017).


Do you have any recommendations from this list?  Not that I need more to read.  But I do like his nonfiction writing style.

 


First lines:


 

Book 1

Southeast Alaskans call it a sucker hole when a patch of blue opens in the clouds and suckers you into thinking the sky is clearing.  Tourists fall for them regularly.

 

It did not rain near us that day.

 

Book 2

When I visit the back corners of my life again after so long a time, littlest things jump out first.  The oilcloth, tiny blue windmills on white squares, worn to colorless smears at our four places at the kitchen table.

 

 

Book 3

The single drop of pee made a pitiful splash.  Fred sighed as he stood over the cracked toilet bowl that, like him, had seen better days.

 

 

Book 4

Around the turn of the nineteenth century, the Scottish tinkerer and chemist James Watt began working on a new project.  He had already achieved fame and success for making steam engines more efficient, helping to fuel the industrial revolution that would radically reshape human history.

This train is only pretending to be a steam engine.
Hogwart's Express, Universal Studios Park


 

Book 5

Prologue 

Comet Halley reached perihelion—the far side of the sun—on April 10, 1910. It swung in a great arc and began hurtling toward Earth at 120,000 miles per hour, just as Stephen Pike was unpacking his case at the halfway house.

 

When I searched my photo library for "comet"
this came up.  Wrong kind of Comet.
Santa's Stable in gingerbread, 2014 (not made by me)

 

Book 6

Belgian Shoes

Angus Lordie, portrait painter, citizen of Edinburgh, husband of Domenica Macdonald and owner (custodian, perhaps, according to modern sensibilities) of Cyril, the only dog in Scotland to have a gold tooth; that Angus Lordie stood in a room of his flat at 44 Scotland Street, wondering what to wear. 


 

 1/4 

Everywhere, from sunup to sunup, the world is full of song.  The days are hot, hot, and all the hot day long I listen to the bees lifting from flower to flower, to the watchful chipmunk sounding its chock chock chock alarm while the red-tailed hawk wheels, crying, high in the sky.



Did not finish

This morning, my mother sat in front of me, covered neck to toe in a red-checkered, black-streaked wax tablecloth we’d been using as a hairdresser cape for a few years – fastened with a binder clip, of course.


 

The titles and authors revealed:

 

 

Book 1

Chasing Alaska: A Portrait of the Last Frontier Then and Now

By C.B. Bernard

280 pages.  2013.

nonfiction essays travel


Very good.  Well titled.  The author relates his own experience in Alaska along with a history of his cousin who was a bona fide arctic explorer.  The author is none too pleased with cruise ship tourists, of which I was one while reading the book.  He’s not wrong.  The book contains some hope for the preservation of species and habitats.  But so much has changed politically since this book was published in 2013 that I have to wonder if that hope is still warranted.

 

 

Book 2

The Whistling Season

Ivan Doig

345 pages • first pub 2006 

fiction historical


I enjoyed this story of a family in Montana, trying to make it forward after a big loss.  Overlaying the 1909-1910 story is a framework of a top educator in the late 1950s.  I appreciated the emphasis on the effect a good teacher can have, the pros and cons of a one-room school-house, and Halley’s comet as a plot device.   This is sort of a coming-of-age story–there are no grisly scenes–and it introduces a lot of SAT-type vocabulary words.  It felt to me like tame Y.A. lit.  Recommend if you need a calm story that praises education.

 

 

Book 3

The Borrowed Life of Frederick Fife

Anna Johnston

336 pages • first pub 2024

fiction contemporary


An amusing and at the same time wistful look at old age and life regrets.  If you don’t like reading about bodily fluids, skip this book.  But really, that’s what managing old age is often about, so you might as well dive in!  This may be the only book I’ve ever read that opens in a urinary fashion.


I really liked the characters and plot, although the Common Household Husband said for him the plot was too predictable.  In high school when we were reading The Scarlet Letter, everyone else knew who the perp was, but I did not figure it out until the author revealed it.  I rarely can guess the plot in advance. 


There was one trick in the narration which I did not appreciate.  It is revealed about 20 chapters in.  The author did it, I think to reinforce the parallels between some of the characters.  Really, we would have realized those parallels on our own.  But like I said, probably all other readers figured this out long before I did.


I read it for Book Club.   Half disliked it, because they just really didn’t want to read about all those fluids.  The other half liked it.


Toilet functions are #1 (and
sometimes #2) in this book.


 

 

Book 4

Everything is Tuberculosis

By John Green

198 pages • first pub 2025

nonfiction health history science


Recommended by numerous people, including E.S. in my book club, blogger Bibliomama, and one of my son’s friends.


A fast read, examining one widespread and deadly illness as an example for how humans could (but so far won’t) begin healing globally.  Ends with hope.  I recommend it.


 

Book 5

The Murder at World's End

A Stockingham & Pike Mystery #1

By Ross Montgomery

368 pages •2025 

fiction crime historical mystery


A good diversion.  I liked the characters, for the most part, but the nasty family members became tedious about half-way through.  This is the author’s first book for adults.  He has written mostly middle-grade fantasy.  


This is the second book in my reading this month which featured Halley’s Comet as integral to the plot.


Recommended by booktuber Steph of the channel Hathaway Ever After, as seen on this Topher’s Library video.

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sK4hNTUZxVA&t=2s


 

 

Book 6

Love in the Time of Bertie

(44 Scotland Street series #15)

Alexander McCall Smith

256 pages • first pub 2021

fiction contemporary


I love reading about these characters in Edinburgh, Scotland.  Includes a highly improbable deus ex machina moment to get a character out of a fix, even more unlikely than the moment in Les Miserables when Jean Valjean is leaping across the roofs of Paris and falls into the … but never mind that.  McCall Smith mocks himself for this plot development.  


This reading had me looking up several things referenced in the book:


  • The opera titled The Electrification of the Soviet UnionYes, this opera does exist.  But I did not attempt to listen – not a fan of opera.

  • The per capita chance of being hit by lightning, by country.  It’s higher in places with high agricultural labor.

  • The location of Inverurie in relation to Aberdeen, Scotland.  The map shows some intriguingly-named local attractions, such as these, with some Google reviews:

    • East Aquhorthies Stone Circle (“awsome place and not far from carpark just up a wee hill”

    • Dalmadilly Ponds (“Nice wee place”; “a beautifully restored nature haven”; “Went to dalmadilly with my mate philly, was a bit chilly, philly got lost and felt quite silly, beautiful views of nearby hillys and overall was good cause we seen a pond lily”)

    • The Maiden Stone (“great wee stopover on route north”; “if you like stone bothering this is a place to visit”)

    • Bass of Inverurie (“3 terrific Pictish stones under cover, interesting graveyard”)

 

So in addition to being a calm, thoughtful read, it was educational.




 1/4

I finished the “Summer” section of

The Comfort of Crows: A Backyard Year

Margaret Renkl

270 pages • first pub 2023  


Summer is not my most favorite season, but I think it is probably Margaret Renkl’s favorite.


So many good quotes and challenging thoughts.  Such as:


… let us consider the whine of the mosquito…who among us could love you? ….We could love you if we reminded ourselves that no creature is made up only of poison, that no life is only a source of irritation or pain. 


That’s a challenge, Margaret, to love mosquitoes.  You are better woman than I.


Or this:


We have come to August, a time when summer has gone on for so long that winter is scarcely a memory. … This is the time of summer when summer tells us it will never end.

But here is an ancient black gum rising so high I’m obliged to throw my head all the way back to see even its lowest branches, and next to its trunk is a single red leaf, fallen onto the forest floor. … I can hardly believe what it is telling me, dripping in the cloud-drenched woods, but I recognize it now: a prophesy.


I do love it when the first leaves begin falling in late August, to forecast the arrival of autumn.



DNF

The True True Story of Raja the Gullible (and His Mother)

Rabih Alameddine

326 pages • first pub 2025 

fiction contemporary lgbtqia+


I might come back to it someday.  But right now, despite my own fondness of cussing, I could not take the repeated foul-mouthed phrase.


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Halley’s Comet is next predicted to be visible from Earth in 2061.  Shall we have a party?




Redbud tree, midsummer, 2016








Sunday, February 15, 2026

The Feast of Saint Valentine



We went to George’s Kitchen, a diner in Cleveland, for a late breakfast on Valentine’s Day.  Our party consisted of me, the Common Household Husband, Older Daughter and her husband.


It was the diner-iest looking diner I have seen in a long time.  Our seasoned waitress was clad in a beautiful bright red sweater, appropriate for this saint’s day.  As we arrived at our table, I observed several patrons shoving money into the waitress’s apron pocket as they were leaving.  They clearly adored her.  


George wants everyone to eat a lot of eggs.  The menu discouraged the ordering of eggs in increments of one or two.  All breakfast dishes were THREE eggs plus something else, such as corned beef hash, or bacon & hash browns, or an omelette.  EXCEPT, if you ordered pancakes, you could then add TWO eggs.  


The menu said, “Absolutely no substitutions” at the top of every page.  I was downright afraid to ask for just two eggs, without ordering pancakes.


The waitress took our order, calling my 30+ year-old daughter “dear”, a requirement in a diner.  On the down side, orange juice was the only juice available.  On the up side, the CHH was excited to order corned beef hash.  He’s not going to get that at home.


When we were finished giving our order, the waitress said, “Ok, thanks.  I’ll be back in a couple of hours,” and walked away.


A short time later, she served us our large meals. A while later she came back to check on us.  Upon seeing that the CHH had cleaned bare his plate of corned beef hash, she said, “Oh, you did a good job on that!”  CHH teased, “Well, I was waiting for you to bring me some breakfast.”  She replied that she was all alone because she had killed two husbands. 


As we were lingering over breakfast, we heard the man at the table behind us call our waitress over.  I did not look, but could hear that he had a baby with him.  We overheard him say, “I have a huge request. And there will be a big tip in it for you.  Would you be able to watch my baby while I go out to the car?  I know it’s a big thing to ask, but I will only be gone a few minutes.”  I guess he had not heard her comment about former husbands.    She agreed to look after Baby.


At our table, the CHH murmured his doubt that Single Dad would actually return.  We held our breath.  A minute passed. The waitress cooed at the baby.  Our tension increased.  Two minutes.  Then, sigh of relief, Single Dad returned.  Faith in human beings restored, at least for today!


I’m not much into Valentine’s Day, but our red-sweatered waitress showed us the day of love in action.  (Perhaps we should ask those deceased husbands if they know St. Valentine, who might be hanging out with them in martyr’s row in heaven).  


I wish I could write novels, if only so I could put that waitress into a book.   


Handwritten sign on the door
listing the hours.  
No service after 2:45 PM!



Saturday, May 31, 2025

First Lines: May 2025 edition



Below are the first lines of the six books I finished reading in May.  Short books because I am short on concentration.  And there was an election to attend to.  And a democracy to save from corruption and autocracy.    

 

Book 1

A Note to the Gentle Reader

It’s happened.  You’ve finally taken that dream trip to England.

 

 

Book 2

Chapter I

The Demise of the Author

I debated for a time as to whether I ought to open these memoirs at the beginning or at the end – that is, if I would start out with my birth or with my death.


 

Book 3

Police Constable Penny Rogers had been right on the bumper of the minibus, siren wailing and lights flashing, for several miles before it finally pulled on to the hard shoulder of the motorway.

 

 

Book 4

June 13, 2008

I glance down at a familiar number on my phone, one that traces back to NBC News in Washington.  Probably Dad checking in.  



Book 5

  i attack the day with energy and conviction [art shows a person still in bed]

  i make my own choices      i sit down in the shower


 

Book 6

My husband said something a few years ago that I often quote:  Eighty percent of everything that is true and beautiful can be experienced on any ten-minute walk.  Even in the darkest and most devastating times, love is nearby if you know what to look for.  


Prayer for the cosmos.  2022.  Still applies.

 


 

The titles and authors revealed:

 

 

Book 1

Your Guide to Not Getting Murdered in a Quaint English Village

Maureen Johnson with Jay Cooper (Illustrator)

128 pages • first pub 2021


A very fast read.  I needed this in order to get back into reading.  Having read numerous murder mysteries set in quaint English villages, I can say that this book is both amusing and accurate.  No plot, no characters.   Watch out for the vicar!

 

 

Book 2

The Posthumous Memoirs of Brás Cubas

By Machado de Assis, Flora Thomson-DeVeaux, Translator

240 pages • first pub 1881.  This translation

fiction classics


I first heard of this one on booktube - Tristan and the Classics.  I picked it because it sounded similar to Tristram Shandy*, and it promised to be amusing and short.  Then I mentioned it to my daughter and she started RAVING about it.  She read it as part of her big reading project to read, within one year, one book related to each country on a continent.  This one was for Brazil.


It’s a satire, mocking the upper class of colonial Brazil.  There are layers to the mockery, and I am sure I did not get everything there is to get about this book.  I think (not sure) it is also mocking the 19th century novel, and 19th century philosophers.  It seems to be a book ahead of its time.  I did get bogged down in the middle section (I stopped reading and then resumed a few weeks later).  It is composed of usually extremely short chapters.  Nevertheless, because I often wanted to look at the helpful footnotes, it was a slow read.


In a previous translation, the title is translated as Epitaph of a Small Winner.


I abandoned the ~200-page translation by Gregory Rabassa, mainly because it was a hardcover and the print was too small; the Rabassa translation was published in 1997, and I thought I could benefit from a newer version.  Translation can make a huge difference in the reader’s experience with a book, so I carefully researched and ended up buying the kindle version of Flora Thomson-DeVeaux’s translation.  (God and/or the Flying Spaghetti Monster will have to forgive me for giving that small amount of money to Amazon.)  It has helpful footnotes but not an overwhelming number of them.  I am very annoyed that the cover of the book does not name the translator!  This is unfair to Flora Thomson-DeVeaux.  Not only is that a name that is pleasant to say out loud, but for her efforts her name should be on the cover.


*Full title: The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman, by Laurence Sterne, published in 1760, a good deal earlier than Bras Cubas.  My college Russian Lit teacher introduced me to Tristram Shandy, but it was not part of any curriculum.

 

 

Book 3

How to Age Disgracefully

By Clare Pooley

352 pages • first pub 2024

fiction contemporary


“Romp” could be a good word to describe this book.  It took me a while to get into it but once they started all the plotting I really started enjoying it.  There was nothing sinister (although there is some violence related to drug trade) – they were plotting how to save the community center and carrying out a bit of personal revenge.  And then I saw the reference to Iona Iverson, the main character in Pooley’s previous book, and I was all in.  Quirky, fun characters and plot.

 

 

Book 4

Look for Me There: Grieving My Father, Finding Myself

By Luke Russert

272 pages • first pub 2023

nonfiction memoir travel


A travel memoir by a lost soul looking to find himself.  The chapter where he escapes a coup is fascinating.  I ended up underwhelmed by the author’s discoveries about himself, but the travel descriptions were quite interesting.  Content warning: alcoholism, grief.  

 

 

Book 5

Conquer the Day: A Book of Affirmations

By Josh Mecouch

144 pages • published 2021. comic book


A very clever and often funny book, but also kind of depressing.  Be warned - the affirmations are ironic.

 

 

Book 6

Somehow: Thoughts on Love

By Anne Lamott

208 pages • first pub 2024

nonfiction essays

For book club in June.


A meaningful book.  An easy read, but also challenging because, let’s face it, there are people in this world whom I do not want to love.  Love is not an easy action.

 

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I had better get my concentration back soon, because in August, one book club has assigned me to read Say Nothing: A True Story of Murder and Memory in Northern Ireland by Patrick Radden Keefe.  441 pages • first pub 2018.  True crime.   Not my usual genre!