Book Blogger Hop

Book Blogger Hop #7

I am linking up with Ramblings of a Coffee Addicted Writer for the Book Blogger Hop. And what is the Book Blogger Hop? Well according to the meme’s page:

Each week the hop will start on a Friday and end on Thursday. There will be a weekly prompt featuring a book related question. The hop’s purpose is to give bloggers a chance to follow other blogs, learn about new books, befriend other bloggers, and receive new followers to your own blog.

This week’s question:

When you enter an unfamiliar house or apartment for the first time, do you feel disappointed if you don’t see any bookshelves, or books on the coffee table? (submitted by Maria @ A Night’s Dream of Books)

I have never really thought about this to be honest. I know that I feel a certain kinship when I walk into someone’s home and it’s full of books, but I don’t think that I’ve ever been disappointed when they didn’t have books. I come from a family of non-readers and am used to homes without books, so that probably plays a part.

The Friday 56

The Friday 56~ The Masked City

It’s time for another edition of The Friday 56, a weekly meme hosted by Freda’s Voice.

*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader
(If you have to improvise, that’s ok.)
*Find any sentence, (or few, just don’t spoil it)
*Post it.
*Link up.

This week I chose to feature The Masked City by Genevieve Cogman.

The Masked City (The Invisible Library, #2)

“‘You are correct Winters.’ Vale put down his untouched tea. ‘I was called out this morning quite early, on a case that I’m afraid I’m not at liberty to discuss. However, it became clear that my presence was not necessary. Whatever had impelled the inspector to summon me…’ He frowned.”

Book Beginnings

Book Beginnings~ The Heir

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 The Heir by Kiera Cass.

The Heir (The Selection, #4)

I could not hold my breath for seven minutes. I couldn’t even make it to one. I once tried to run a mile in seven minutes after hearing some athletes could do it in four but failed spectacularly when I side stitch crippled me about halfway in.

I can’t do either of those either.