Another year and more of my favourite opening lines or paragraphs, be they evocative, compelling and/or dramatic, from books I’ve read, or am reading, during the past twelve months – not necessarily new ones. These are just some of those I could have listed so, in no particular order, here they are. Clicking on the book cover will take you to my review.
He was born into cramped alleys and foul air, fish-stick and garbage and the Bellman’s call—Remember the clocks, look well to your locks. London, in the year of their Lord 1532. Father in the wind, mother barely remembered, he grew on the streets, working when there was work, begging and stealing and renting himself when not, and when he first saw Persephone bobbing in a halo of sun on a cloudy day, he thought her a promise someone should have made
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