After Running to 6th Avenue to Catch the Public Library Before It Closed

I came away with five books. Here are the first sentences of each:

My mother was an actress.

Third Girl from the Left, Martha Southgate

She ached.

Torch, Cheryl Strayed

The light that illuminates the world begins in Los Angeles.

The Diviners, Rick Moody

A Parisian hotel room.

Memoirs of a Muse, Lara Vapnyar

SWF, above average on a really good day, on a bad day still fairly cute but you might want to mention that her hair doesn’t look too big before she has to ask, frequently compared to a certain movie star (who shall remain nameless, a) in case you don’t think she resembles the star, b) in case you don’t find the star especially beautiful, and also c) because every time someone says they look like someone in a personal ad it’s more like those separated-at-birth things where the allegedly more attractive person suddenly looks distorted and creepy, like Winona Ryder looks eerily like Vincent Price and you can never really see her again in the same way… [and this first sentence continues on for what appears to be pages and there is no way I’m typing it in.]

All This Heavenly Glory, Elizabeth Crane

I’m starting with the hotel room in Paris simply because it’s due back to the library first.

3 responses to “After Running to 6th Avenue to Catch the Public Library Before It Closed”

  1. Your local library sounds loads better than the one near me. Lately they’ve not been letting me renew things, I wonder if I’m on some sort of blacklist. Saying that, I did manage to get Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close out – I liked the quote you posted from it. But have I had more than 5 minutes to sit down and read it? Nooooooooo! Those sound like some good books, not so sure about the last one though…! (But I like the title).

  2. You know, I am actually wondering why I got the last one… I can’t remember. There was something in it that caught my interest, maybe a line in the middle, maybe the field of stars on the cover? Or maybe the fact that I have to always do things in odd numbers and if I didn’t pick up that book I would have only had 4?

    I love public libraries. My favorite in New York is Jefferson Market on 6th Avenue at 10th Street, which looks very gothic and used to be a courthouse. My most favorite ever was a public library in Boston—I think it was the main branch—I lived there one summer and lost myself in those shelves for hours.

  3. Oh my goodness, I thought I was the only person like this! But I hate doing things in 3s, it has to be 2s, 4s or 5s, never 3s. I love libraries too. I used to live in an area of Sydney with two of the best libraries I’ve ever been to, I would not have ever needed to buy a book living there (ahem, but I still did).

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