Hello wooorld!! It’s Friday, so it’s time for the Friday 56 and Book Beginning again!
The Friday 56 is a weekly meme hosted at Freda’s Voice. The rules:
• 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.
• Add the url of your post in the Linky back at her blog.
Book Beginnings on Friday hosted by Gilon at the Rose City Reader.
Here I’m going to feature the first line or sentence of a book. Because it’s fun to judge books by their opening words and according to Lemony Snicket, “a book’s first sentence can often tell you want sort of story your book contains.”
Today we’ll talk about the first book in Rick Riordan’s The Sword of Summer.
Magnus Chase has seen his share of trouble. Ever since that terrible night two years ago when his mother told him to run, he has lived alone on the streets of Boston, surviving by his wits, staying one step ahead of the police and the truant officers.
One day, Magnus learns that someone else is trying to track him down—his Uncle Randolph, a man his mother had always warned him about. When Magnus tries to outmanuever his uncle, he falls right into his clutches. Randolph starts rambling about Norse history and Magnus’s birthright: a weapon that has been lost for thousand of years.
The more Randolph talks, the more puzzle pieces fall into place. Stories about the gods of Asgard, wolves, and Doomsday bubble up from Magnus’s memory. But he doesn’t have time to consider it all before a fire giant attacks the city, forcing him to choose between his own safety and the lives of hundreds of innocents. . . .
Sometimes, the only way to start a new life is to die.
Yeah, I know. You guys are going to read about how I died in agony, and you’re going to be like, “Wow! That sounds cool, Magnus! Can I die in agony too?”
No. Just no.
Don’t go jumping off any rooftops. Don’t run into the highway or set yourself on fire. It doesn’t work that way. You will not end up where I ended up.
Columns made from rough-hewn tree trunks held up the ceiling, which was lined with spears for rafters. Polished shields gleamed on the walls. Light seemed to radiate from everywhere—a warm golden glow that hurt my eyes like a summer afternoon after a dark theater.
In the middle of the foyer, a freestanding display board announced:
SINGLE COMBAT TO THE DEATH!—OSLO ROOM, 10 A.M.
GROUP COMBAT TO THE DEATH!—STOCKHOLM ROOM, 11 A.M.
BUFFET LUNCH TO THE DEATH!—DINING HALL, 12 P.M.
FULL ARMY COMBAT TO THE DEATH!—MAIN COURTYARD, 1 P.M.
BIKRAM YOGA TO THE DEATH!—COPENHAGEN ROOM, BRING YOUR OWN MAT, 4 P.M.
This is the first book of yet another series by Rick Riordan: Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard! The series is about Norse mythology. What I know about Norse mythology is next to nothing so I don’t know what to expect. I bought it last year but I haven’t had the time to read it yet. Huhu. I hope to read it soon, though. Before the next book (The Hammer of Thor) comes out on October.
Both the Beginning and the 56 scream of death, death, and death. I wonder if the number of people who attended the Bikram Yoga is significantly less than the number of people who attended the Single Combat. According to my cousin (who read the book first and loves to spoil books) the main character, Magnus, died and that’s where his real adventure began. Everything he said after that, I already erased from my memory because spoilers.
And oh, in case you’re wondering. Yes, Magnus Chase is related to Annabeth Chase.
That’s it for this week. Have you read this book? If so, what did you think about it? Did you like the Beginning and the 56?