"The cold wind swept across the hill, whistling through the headstones that poked from the ground like dozens of crooked baby teeth."--from You Are So Undead To Me by Stacey Jay
I like the analogy of the headstones and baby teeth. Unique. I'm reading this book now, a YA novel. It comes highly recommended and I'm reading it even though I hate zombies. They scare me. If I hear one syllable moans, and see someone who looks just a little, well, dead, toppling toward me, then I'm closing the book. On second thought, that's most people on a Monday morning so it can't be that bad.
About Me
- Ms. First Line
- First lines. You find them everywhere: in fiction, nonfiction, poetry, movies, plays, songs, in the voices of people you know well, and those you don’t. In this blog, you’ll find a compilation of captivating lines, sentences, random thoughts, and quotes from every part of life. Some of these lines will lead to other observations, which I’ll elaborate on through small, eruptive tantrums or tangled, poetic musings; it all depends on what I read, what I imagine, what I hear, what comes to life. So be careful what you say out there, distant followers. You never know. I could be listening to you.