Behold: behind the keyhole...
Dreamwalk
by Sarah MacManus
Just released: March 14, 2011
Prize: ebook version for 3 winners
Open to all.
Offer ends: April 10 --> extended to May 1 for 3rd winner
TO DO:
Read the first chapter here and quote me a sentence.
AND, leave your email (if I don't already have it)
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Contest has ended - first two winners are here
Third winner - announced on May 3 -here
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Wow, that was amazing. I had such a difficult time picking just ONE! So I chose a little passage. I loved the last line, but felt it wasn't sufficient without the others.
ReplyDelete"His cheek bone, where it crossed his fine, pale skin, was set at the exact angle that natural philosophers had discovered was the same angle that broke goddess's hearts. It was the angle of the most dangerous ski slopes. It was Dead Man's Curve. It was the angle of the sun when volcanoes erupt and the angle of the moon when tidal waves came to wash away entire civilizations."
Lovely. I must read this one.
Vivien
deadtossedwaves at gmail dot com
Experts say that the brain cannot tell the difference between an experience that is real and one that is vividly imagined.
ReplyDeleteCool.
His eyes were frank, huge brown saucers of chocolate syrup and when he glanced down at his finger placement, they were briefly eclipsed by a thick curtain of thick, black, breathtaking eyelashes.
ReplyDeleteWOW! I definitely need to read this now. Thanks for the awesome giveaway!
chickenherder@hotmail.com
I felt as though I'd known him before, like I'd always known him, and had, until this very moment, forgotten all about him. But now that I remembered, it might all be okay.
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Just so many wonderful ones to choose from, I've gone for this as I so want this computer! "The new computer was a testament to my father's willingness to make amends for moving us halfway across the country in the middle of my senior year. It looked like the control panel of the Starship Enterprise and squatted in blackly gleaming smugness behind the doors of the desk."
ReplyDelete"He left the room, taking the scent of pine and cypress with him and the smell of coffee took over the room again, warming the kitchen." I can almost smell the pine.
ReplyDeleteMorganlafey86@aol.com
"Then the world went black, my head throbbed from the silence, my heart stopped with a final, fatal spasm and then everything was gone."
ReplyDeletechibipooh(at)gmail(dot)com
His cheek bone, where it crossed his fine, pale skin, was set at the exact angle that natural philosophers had discovered was the same angle that broke goddess's hearts. It was the angle of the most dangerous ski slopes. It was Dead Man's Curve. It was the angle of the sun when volcanoes erupt and the angle of the moon when tidal waves came to wash away entire civilizations.
ReplyDeleteOkay, maybe Trish was right – maybe I did think he was hot. A little
Hehe, nice long description of his cheeks. Yeah, you're so only think he's a little hot.
jessicamariesutton@msn.com
"Dad was smart enough to realize that there was one thing he couldn't replace, and that was Trish. Trish had been my best friend since third grade. Trish knew all my secrets and I knew hers. There were times when we couldn't tell whose secrets were who's during some of our more storm-ridden years. Then she met Alex and together they were going to change the world. She had first introduced herself to me in the lunchroom – she had been looking for people to meet her in the park and pick up cans and bottles. Trish was a die-hard activist and every newcomer was a potential convert to whatever cause she was pushing. The week I met her, it had been recycling."
ReplyDeleteLong, but it just reminds me of how I met one of my best friends.
the imagine tree at aol dot com
"Experts say that the brain cannot tell the difference between an experience that is real and one that is vividly imagined. Knowing something like that can get a girl into a lot of trouble."
ReplyDeleteFun :)
Email is lpcoolgirl@xplornet.com :) Yep :)
"I clenched the armrests and squeezed my eyes shut. That's when I thought, no, damn it, I'll meet this head on."
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"There was a section on dream studies and a quick scan told me it was about how some people had learned to control their dreams through practice, something called lucid dreaming. I thought if my dreaming became any more lucid, it would finally kill me."
ReplyDeleteI love those words
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