Thursday, March 12, 2009

The Marked Book

I love books. I forgot just how much I love books until spring break happened. Now 900 pages later I'm reveling in the concept of the book. Most of the books on my shelf have bookmarks stuck in them, bookmarks that are christened as belonging to that particular book. I though it would be an interesting experiment to take an excerpt from the page the bookmarks are stuck into, just as a random little window into the book.


"Don't tease me," said the Beast. "I cannot." Besides, my--er--mouth isn't set up for chewing."
"Neither is Honey's," I said. I had told him about Melinda's ugly mastiff. "And she will inhale cakes and pies and cookies by the hundredweight if they are left unguarded. This is really very good. Open your mouth." I stood up, cake in hand, and walked around the corner of the table. The Beast looked at me warily. I felt like a mouse confronted by the lion in the fable, and grinned. "Come; it won't hurt."

- Beauty, by Robin McKinley

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