As I’m sure you gathered from the title, this will be my last week participating in Teaser Tuesday. I don’t enjoy it quite like I did when I first started doing it and I’ve found myself not looking forward to it. As blogging is something I do for enjoyment, I don’t want to continue doing something I dislike. I am going to start adding favorite excerpts to my reviews though so there will still be little previews and less time and energy put out to give them to you.
Eitherwho, Teaser Tuesday is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by Books and a Beat.
Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
- Grab your current read
- Open to a random page
- Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
- BE CARFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (Make sure what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
- Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
My Current Read:
The Sun Is Also A Star by Nicola Yoon
He shifts forward so his chair is grounded again in all four legs. “What if I told you I could get you to fall in love with me scientifically?”
“I would scoff,” I say. “A lot.”
Even though I hate poetry, a poem I read for English class pops into my head. “Hope” is the thing with feathers. I understand concretely what that means now. Something inside my chest wants to fly out, wants to sing and laugh and dance with relief.
“I’m glad you think this is funny,” he says.
“Come on,” I say. “Tragedy is funny.”
“Are we in a tragedy?” he asks, smiling broadly now.
“Of course. Isn’t that what life is? We all die at the end.”
Natasha: I’m a girl who believes in science and facts. Not fate. Not destiny. Or dreams that will never come true. I’m definitely not the kind of girl who meets a cute boy on a crowded New York City street and falls in love with him. Not when my family is twelve hours away from being deported to Jamaica. Falling in love with him won’t be my story.
Daniel: I’ve always been the good son, the good student, living up to my parents’ high expectations. Never the poet. Or the dreamer. But when I see her, I forget about all that. Something about Natasha makes me think that fate has something much more extraordinary in store—for both of us.
The Universe: Every moment in our lives has brought us to this single moment. A million futures lie before us. Which one will come true?