Teaser Tuesday

Teaser Tuesday

I realized I haven’t done a Teaser Tuesday in quite a while!

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

  • Grab your current read
  • Open to a random page
  • Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
  • BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
  • Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

My teaser

From The Nature of Monsters by Clare Clark:

Everyone was agreed that the fire would burn itself out beofre it reached Swan-street.  In Tower-street they had embarked upon the blowing up of houses for a fire-break.  She had felt the shocks of the explosions in the soles of her feet as ahse bent over her mending, but although the glass rattled in the windows, she had not been alarmed.  On the contrary, her mood had been one of tranquility, even contentment.  The pains that had dogged her throughout her seventh month had eased.”  (Prologue, page ix)

 

Teaser Tuesday

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

  • Grab your current read
  • Open to a random page
  • Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
  • BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
  • Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

My Teasers:

from Mary, Queen of Scots, and the Murder of Lord Darnley by Alison Weir:

Darnley was ‘hardly a mile out of Stirling’ when ‘a violent disorder suddenly struck every part of his body,’ and when, after what must have been a nightmare journey, he arrived in Glasgow, ‘livid pustules broke out, accompanied by much pain and vexation in his whole body,’ and ‘he was brought so low that nothing but death was expected.’ According to Buchanan, he had ‘black pimples all over his body, grievous sweat in all his  limbs, and intolerable stink.’  (chapter 13, “The Days Were Evil”, page 214)

from The Anatomy of Deception by Lawrence Goldstone:

For days, clouds had hung over the frigid city, promising snow, an ephemeral late winter veneer of white, but the tempreture had suddenly risen and a cold, stinging drizzle had arrived instead.  Jostled along in the derelict hansom, clad in her maid’s blue worsted dress and plain wool cloak, her fingers and feet felt bloodless. (chapter 1, page 1).