On Teaser Tuesdays readers are asked to:
- Grab your current read.
- Let the book fall open to a random page.
- Share with us two (2) “teaser” sentences from that page, somewhere between 7 and 12 lines.
- You also need to share the title of the book that you’re getting your “teaser” from … that way people can have some great book recommendations if they like the teaser you’ve given.
While my work for All Things Girl frequently results in the receipt of promotional products, books are still things we generally have to request. It’s great fun for me, then, when an author contacts me directly, as did Commander Pants. I’m woefully behind on my reading, having had a weird and insanely busy November, but I am about to FINALLY crack open Whom God Would Destroy.
Here’s the teaser, from pages 170-171:
He walked out of the stall and continued on to the other side of the room. Beyond the last stall there was a matching corridor ending with a matching door; a twin to the way he had entered, except this door was closed. Confident of what was on the other side, he walked down the hall and opened it. He wasn’t disappointed. There it sat in all it’s glory: the missing McDonald’s kitchen from South Bend, Indiana, just as Doc had told Oliver. It appeared to be closed; the oil sat cold in the fryolators and the microwaves weren’t microwaving.
Tags: Commander Pants, Teaser Tuesdays, Whom God Would Destroy
A missing McDonald’s kitchen? Well I might have to find out what the story is behind that!
Hi – love this idea! I work in the promotional products industry myself, and think that books would make a great promotional product – unfortunately not many people tend to think of books, plus it ends up being complicated and they aren’t really a “safe” option as most books have something to offend someone in this easily offended day and age.
Anyway here’s my random excerpt from the book “The lost salt gift of blood” by Alistair MacLeod. Not a new book but a great one. It’s a book of short stories and this section (truly random – I just opened a page) is from the story “Island” from page 87.
“And then he was gone. As suddenly as he had come. Seemingly to vanish behind the table rock and the water’s edge. She waited for a while, sitting down once more upon the rock to compose herself and then walked up the island’s rise towards the lighthouse. Later when she looked down from the kitchen window towards the shanties, she could see him hammering lathes onto a broken lobster trap and readying the bait buckets for the morning. His cap was pushed back upon his head and the evening caught the golden highlights of his burnished hair. He looked up once more and her hand tightened upon the cloth she was holding. Her mother asked her if she would like some tea”.