I’ve added some additional memes to my repertoire and am linking up with Book Beginnings, hosted by Rose City Reader.
This meme is a fairly simple concept, we share the first line or so from a current read. This week I’m featuring Hollow City by Ransom Riggs.
We rowed out through the harbor, past bobbing boats weeping rust from their seams, past juries of silent seabirds roosting atop barnacled remains of sunken docks, past fishermen who lowered their nets to stare frozenly as we slipped by, uncertain whether we were real or imagined; a procession of waterborne ghosts, or ghosts soon to be. We were ten children and one bird in three small and unsteady boats, rowing with quiet intensity straight out to sea, the only safe harbor for miles receding quickly behind us, craggy and magical in the blue-gold light of dawn. Our goal, the rutted coast of mainland Wales, was somewhere before us but only dimly visible, an inky smudge squatting along the far horizon.
So incredibly descriptive, though one has to wonder why they are rowing to Wales… is there not another way to travel?