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Take A Random Book!

"Take a random book, open it on a random page and then post the passage that begins at the top left.  If you want to go further, tell us if the passage you posted sheds any light on your life at present."  This is a blogging prompt I found on NaBloPoMo, the Ning community for people committed to blogging every day for a month.  This prompt does not fit in with my 'gaelikaa's diary' blog, from which I'm doing my NaBloPoMo effort this month, so I thought I'd try it here.

First, find a book.  A random one.  Well, I have 'The Penny' by Joyce Meyer and Deborah Bedford.  Two writers for a novel?  I think Joyce had the idea and Deborah had the writing skill.  Anyway, I'm sure the result was great.  I haven't read the novel yet, but I will soon.  I've opened on pages 56/57.    This is the top left paragraph.

Quote:

I lifted my shoulders and let them fall, feigning indifference.

"That's fine if you want to go," she said to release me.  "Now when will you return?"

Well, she sure didn't have to ask me that.  She'd been the one to assign my hours in the first place.  I repeated my schedule faultlessly and she seemed pleased that I remembered.  Just as I headed out, Miss Shaw called to me, "You did a fine job today,  Jenny," as if it was important to her to compliment me.

"Thank you."  My response sounded just as stiff and formal as she did.

Unquote.

Well that was interesting.  I'll have to read that novel.  I think Jenny's the main character.  The other character Miss Shaw seems to be her employer.  That little encounter has my appetite awakened for more.

But I can't say that it sheds any light on my life at present!

This post originally appeared on Write Away on WordPress on 5/7/2010

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