As part of a weekly feature, The Page Turners are here to share a piece of what we’re currently reading. Anyone can participate! 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, page number & author, too, so that other readers can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
“In few other professions are you required, each and every day, to weigh so many competing claims — between different sets of constituents, between the interests of your state and the interests of the nation, between party loyalty and your own sense of independence, between the value of service and obligations to your family. There is a constant danger, in the cacophony of voices, that a politician loses his moral his moral bearings and finds himself entirely steered by the winds of public opinion. pg. 65, The Audacity of Hope by Barack Obama –Nakia
“My grandfather laid the blame for the state of his herds and his dwindling wealth upon the fact that all his sons had died at birth or in infancy, leaving him nothing but daughters. He gave no thought to his own sloth, believing that only a son would turn his luck around.” pg. 20, The Red Tent by Anita Diamant – Cashawn
“Just as the ancestor of the American Negro came from no single region, so he was of no single tribe or physical type. The “West Coast Negro,” the predominant type that came to the New World, was marked by such characteristics as tall stature, woolly hair, broad features, full lips, little growth of hair on face or body, and a skin color approaching true black. But there was no such thing as one African ‘race.'” pg. 16, The Negro in the Making of America, by Benjamin Quarles-Miss Spinks
“The clientele who patronized the Five Moons weren’t there to socialize. From the smell that slapped Eve the moment she stepped through the door, buring off stomach lining was the order of the day. ” pg. 39, Glory in Death, by J.D. Robb, –Alise
What are you reading?