Friday Firsts : The Sisters Mederos by Patrice Sarath

FridayFirsts

Friday Firsts is a new meme that runs every Friday over on Tenacious Reader. The idea is to feature the opening sentences/paragraphs of your current book and try and outline your first impressions as a result. This is a quick and easy way to share a snippet of information about your current read and to perhaps tempt others.   This Friday I’m reading : The Sisters Mederos by Patrice Sarath: This is the start of Chapter 1 (following the prologue):

sistersTesara pretended she didn’t hear the loud whispers as she browsed the open window display of Sturridges, on the Mile.  The fine gifts emporium was decorated for Saint Frey’s Day  It was filled with gilded ribbons and chocolates, delicate porcelain, and fragile silk scarves of yellow and green for Spring.  She cocked her head exactly as if she were contemplating the difference between a delicately painted blown-glass egg and a cameo brooch, and in the meantime, took in all the none-too-subtle gossip around her.  She and her sister had only been home two weeks, but the rumor engine of Port Saint Frey was nothing if not efficient.

“I can’t believe she shows her face in public.”

“Look at that bonnet. Can you imagine?”

“She’s gotten so worn.  I heard she and her sister were reduced to scrubbing floors at a school for paupers.”

Tesara schooled her face into a smile and turned to face her tormentors.   The cluster of merchant misses huddled near the door, and as one they gasped and fled inside the store, their skirts rustling as they whisked inside to safety, where she dared not follow.  She could look all she wanted, but she knew what would happen if she tried to enter.  Even worse than the gossip of her former peers would be the crossed arms and forbidding posture of the shop girl.  The humiliation of denied entry would finish what the misses had wrought – her complete and utter dismissal from society.  Once more alone, she turned back to her private contemplation of the lovely things she could no longer afford.

 

My First Impressions

Well, straight away it is apparent that the sisters family has lost it’s fortune and society is being less than kind.  This snippet, with the bullying and condescending attitude of the other ‘ladies’ immediately makes me feel defensive of Tesara.  I can’t really glean a lot from these first chapters but I do like the feel that this is going to be a ‘manners, bonnets and ribbons’ style story.

What you reading this Friday??  What are your first impressions??

*The above excerpt was taken from an advanced reader copy and it is possible that the final version may have further changes.
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Friday Firsts : Feeder by Patrick Weekes

FridayFirsts

Friday Firsts is a new meme that runs every Friday over on Tenacious Reader. The idea is to feature the opening sentences/paragraphs of your current book and try and outline your first impressions as a result. This is a quick and easy way to share a snippet of information about your current read and to perhaps tempt others.   This Friday I’m reading : Feeder by Patrick Weekes

 

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Lori

The message about the new feeder came while Loi Fisher was trying to get her brother, Ben, to eat his breakfast.

“This is what you said you wanted,” Lori said, putting the toast down in front of him.

Ben, seven years old and blessed with a complexion that made him look perfectly tanned, while Lori herself just looked sallow, glared at Lori and let out a put-upon breath as he pushed the toast away.  “I said toast.  I didn’t say toast with butter!”

“Toast implies butter, though.  Toast comes with butter,” Lori said, and then she looked down as her phone buzzed.

Handler: New feeder. Taxi will pick you up.

“I didn’t want the butter part!” Ben insisted, playing angrily with a Lego figure on their large and cluttered kitchen table as the toast sat uneaten in front of him.  “I just wanted the toast part!”

“Okay, but the butter is on the toast already.  I can’t take if off.  Can you eat it just today for me?”  Lori gave her brother a hopeful smile, then looked down at the phone again and tapped in a response.

Lori: I was going shopping with Jenn.

Handler: Sorry. And client wants to consult.

My First Impressions

It’s not giving much away so far is it.  It all seems quite pedestrian at first glance.  Breakfast time, arguing siblings.  The only oddity slipping in is this ‘Handler’ – who is this and what is a Feeder?  It has a feel like Mission Impossible or something – where somebody is leading a regular life but underneath it all – there’s a Handler – who talks of ‘feeders’ and clients who want to meet.  Mmm, I look forward to finding out.

What you reading this Friday??  What are your first impressions??

*The above excerpt was taken from an advanced reader copy and it is possible that the final version may have further changes.

Friday Firsts: Master Assassins by Robert VS Redick

FridayFirsts

Friday Firsts is a new meme that runs every Friday over on Tenacious Reader. The idea is to feature the first few sentences/paragraphs of your current book and try and outline your first impressions as a result. This is a quick and easy way to share a snippet of information about your current read and to perhaps tempt others.   This Friday I’m reading :  Master Assassins by Robert VS Redick

masterA‘By the third day the rumor can no longer be contained.  It is whispered in the black tents, shared like smokes among the men on patrol, murmured in the drill yard before the bellowed morning prayer.  It is weird and horrific and yet a curse no one can fail to understand.  Someone’s mind has been stolen, and the thief still walks the camp.

The signs are innumerable.  The Master of Horses finds two stallions lamed overnight.  An armory clerk displays a broadsword twisted into a spiral like a blade of grass.  A cook discovers worms thick as men’s fingers writhing in the belly of a well-roasted boar.  And the Prophet’s eldest son has a toothache.

These calamities, and others shared over dawn biscuits or evening rubbish-fires or blazing midday marches, point to a single conclusion.  The camp is under attack, and the assailant can only be a yatra, a spirit-thief, which as everyone knows can work dark magic from within its victim’s pilfered soul.

 

My First Impressions

Oh my, colour me intrigued.  Superstitions running amok in an army camp.  Can’t wait to sink my teeth properly into this one – I’ve heard very good things about this book and I will admit my expectations are running high.  I already like the writing style so this bodes well.

What you reading this Friday??  What are your first impressions??

*The above excerpt was taken from an advanced reader copy and it is possible that the final version may have further changes.

Friday Firsts : Darien: Empire of Salt (Empire of Salt #1) by C.F. Iggulden

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Friday Firsts
 is a new meme that runs every Friday over on Tenacious Reader. The idea is to feature the first few sentences/paragraph of your current book and try and outline your first impressions as a result. This is a quick and easy way to share a snippet of information about your current read and to perhaps tempt others.  Stop on by and link up with Tenacious Reader.    This Friday I’m reading : Darien: Empire of Salt (Empire of Salt #1) by C.F. Iggulden.

darien‘He was a hunter, Elias Post, a good one.  The village elders spoke of his skills with enormous pride, as if they owned some part of his talents.  The people of Wyburn looked to him to bring them meat, even in the darkest months of winter when other places lost their old and young.

The land around them was exhausted, though they still worked it hard, forcing some small crop from each scrub field, guarding slow-growing things from crows and ravenous pigeons.  Sheep still roamed the bare hills.  Doves pecked and glared in their boxes.  Bees drowsed in lines of hives.  It might have been enough to feed them all if some of the woods had not been burned and sown to grow oilseed for the city, earning silver over food.  Elias did not know the rights and wrongs of those choices.  When the grain store was down to a crust of years past, when the warrens were trapped out and empty, thin-fingered hunger crept into the village, peering in at old men as they rocked by the fire.’

My First Impressions

I think this gets off to a very promising start, I would like to know more about Elias and also about the village and whether they survived that winter of hunger.

What you reading this Friday??  What are your first impressions??

*The above excerpt was taken from an advanced reader copy and it is possible that the final version may have further changes.

Friday Firsts : The Bones of the Earth by Rachel Dunne

FridayFirsts
Friday Firsts
 is a new meme that runs every Friday over on Tenacious Reader. The idea is to feature the first few sentences/paragraph of your current book and try and outline your first impressions as a result. This is a quick and easy way to share a snippet of information about your current read and to perhaps tempt others.  Stop on by and link up with Tenacious Reader.    This Friday I’m reading : The Bones of the Earth by Rachel Dunne.

 

32493123Etarro’s fingers scraped along the wall, loose stones crumbling away and rough spots tugging at the pads of his fingertips as he ran.  The path he followed made a circle around the inside of the mountain, and he was running fast enough that the circling was starting to get to him, making his head spin worse than it already was, making it harder and harder not to throw up.  If it hadn’t been for the screaming, he would have stopped to catch his breath to settle his head and his stomach.  But there was the screaming, and his feet couldn’t stop moving.

He ran from one pool of dull light to the next.  The low-crackling forges with their blue flames were the only thing keeping the inside of Mount Raturo from being tar-black.  The spaces between the torches were tar-black, so dark his hand against the wall was the only thing keeping him from stepping over the edge of the path and turning into a splatter on the floor of the mountain.  He stopped breathing each time the wall ended in one of the hallways that branched off the central spiral, and he didn’t start breathing until his fingers barked against the other side of the tunnel mouth.’

My First Impressions

This is an unusual start and is part of the prologue of the book.  It certainly makes me curious about why this character, Etarro, is tearing around a dark mountain and clearly risking his life in doing so.

What you reading this Friday??  What are your first impressions??

*The above excerpt was taken from an advanced reader copy and it is possible that the final version may have further changes.
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