Writing Challenge

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  • Pick up the nearest book. (I’m sure you must have one nearby.)
  • Turn to page 123.
  • What is the first sentence on the page?
  • The last sentence on the page?
  • Now . . . connect them together….
    (And no, you may not transcribe the entire page of the book–that’s cheating!)

Don’t forget to leave a link to your actual response (so people don’t have to go searching for it) in the comments—or if you prefer, leave your answers in the comments themselves!
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105 responses

  1. I can’t believe I’m second! This took a bit of thought – good though. I’m looking forward to reading all the other replies.

    Here’s mine:


  2. I decided to take my time and make a story to connect the first and the last night. It went faster than I thought it would though. Read it here.

  3. What an interesting challenge!

    Here’s my response:


  4. Here’s mine! Happy BTT! Ü

  5. Mine became a small science fiction story, when the two phrases I picked out of a Sheri Tepper book took some turns to connect: http://www.melankolia.net/mikkoreads/2008/04/btt_writing_challenge.html

  6. WOW! Do you pre-schedule your updates to come out shortly after midnight, or are you in a different time zone?


  7. This was really interesting!! Thanks and here’s mine:

  8. I must be brain dead this morning. Here’s my very very lame endeavor: http://jhthomas.blogspot.com/2008/04/booking-through-thursday.html And my apologies beforehand!

  9. LOL! I had to edit mine. I missed the point!

  10. Wow — this ended up more introspective than I expected…


    Fun topic!

  11. I thought this one would be fun!

    (And, Monnibo, yes, I schedule these in advance. I am sound asleep when these appear somewhere around 1:00 AM our time.)

  12. […] Through Thursday offers a writing challenge. # # Pick up the nearest book. (I’m sure you must have one nearby.) # Turn to page 123. # What is […]

  13. Well, here’s my response:


    such as it is!
    Have a great weekend, everybody!

  14. http://www.midlifemusings.com/2008/04/10/connecting-booking-through-thursday-41008/
    I did a quickie today. I am as busy as the white rabbit ever thought about being.

  15. oh, maybe I did it wrong…but I wrote a story (made one up) to actually connect the two sentences. Check out my writing. I like it, hope you enjoy reading it too!


  16. Hi! This is my first attempt at participating, but I usually enjoy reading others’ entries. This one looked like too much fun not to participate: http://writer2b.wordpress.com/2008/04/10/booking-through-thursday-writing-challenge/

  17. Hi, I am just joining Booking Through Thursday. You can read my response @ http://charliandmeblogspot.com/ I look forward to hearing from you.

  18. These are fun–not only am I enjoying the responses, just the wide range of interpretations of what I THOUGHT was a pretty obvious question is fantastic. Love all that creative thinking. And, really, I have to do this one myself when I get home from work….

  19. I haven’t participated in a few weeks, but I like challenges. 🙂

    Btt: Writing Challenge

  20. Wow, this was so much fun. I think this one will become my favorite BTT.

    Here is the link

  21. Here’s mine.

  22. What a dork, I did this all wrong! I’m not sure how I didn’t realize at first that we were supposed to WRITE something to connect the two sentences rather than just stick them together.

    I re-did it correctly, so I hope you’ll all come back and see. And not laugh.


  23. […] Writing Challenge Penned by Lenneth Today’s Booking Through Thursday, or An Exercise in Public […]

  24. I’m late, but <a href=”http://mel-reading-corner.blogspot.com/2008/04/writing-challenge.html”here’s mine. 🙂

  25. […] week’s Booking Through Thursday is a bit odd, but none the less. Pick up the nearest book. (I’m sure you must have one nearby.) […]

  26. Fun assignment. My response is posted here: http://rahmama.wordpress.com/

    But here’s the gist of it:
    I am reading A Circle of Quiet, by Madeleine L’Engle, her first Crosswicks Journal which has some short sections. Page 123 encompasses the end and beginning of two sections so the topics are very different.
    “The haiku is one of the most popular forms of poetry today: what could be more structured?

    tinpot german god
    stealer of body and soul
    writers avenging the lie

    Thomas Mann wrote that if the German writers had, through their fiction, made richer promises than Hitler, it would have been Hitler, rather than the writers, who would have had to flee the country.”

  27. Very interesting.

    Love this meme.

  28. sorry. mine’s boring.

  29. I liked this one. Here is my response

    Please feel free to comment. I like to know what you think.

    Happy Thursday

  30. Okay, mine is up–this one looked like too much fun to skip.

    And, I posted my answer not only once (http://chappysmom.com/2008/04/10/random-things/) but twice (http://punctualityrules.com/2008/04/10/btt-writing-challenge/)

    You know, just for fun!

  31. Better late than never – mine is up!

  32. Well this is my first try at this, I’m not sure if I’ve succeeded in getting it right, but I’ll check out the other comments and learn from them. Many thanks for this opportunity.

  33. […] Through Thursday, which they call simply ‘writing challenge’ and I’ll call connecting the dots. Here’s what they have to […]

  34. This was different and fun! Here’s what I came up with.

    Have a great weekend, y’all!

  35. […] Wow, that was fun! It’s been a while since I did any kind of writing exercise just for the sake of it! If you’re into creative writing, go try it – and don’t forget to post your results on Booking Through Thursday! […]

  36. If mine doesn’t link well, this is what I posted:

    From Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs by Chuck Klosterman:

    This is accomplished by embracing semioriginal, semielitist cultural artifacts that remain just our of reach to those who desire them–the so-called ‘Cocoa Puffs of Power.’ Cereal mascots are generally associated with sugared cereals–while a box of Wheaties might feature anyone from Bruce Jenner to Micheil Kwan, Count Chocula sticks with it’s mischievous vampire.

  37. i’m very slow getting to it, but i thought this would be fun so i’ve posted it here.

  38. I don’t have a website so I don’t think i can post a link.
    It’s probably too long to leave here but I’ll give it a go.
    From ‘Glass books of the Dream Eaters’ and has nothing to do with the actual story at all.

    He searched wildly about him and saw an alley looming to his left. In pain and desperation, he bolted down it and pressed his back flat against the damp, crumbling brickwork, his feet slipping on the wet cobbles, his knees threatening to give under him as he struggled to stay upright. His breathing was laboured and he bit down hard onto his gloved hand to stifle the sound of his panting. If they caught up with him it was all over and his instinct to survive had kicked in but there was a part of him that didn’t care. Not now. Not now he’d lost her. The dim amber light from the gas lamps in the street beside the alley cast flickering shadows on the wall opposite him. Fredrick held his breath as the voices grew louder. A police whistle rang out clear amongst the more muffled sounds. He tensed and chewed against the inside of his cheek as he shook his head, trying to clear his brain from the lingering effects of the opium. The bloody, violent visions still haunted him and caused him to shudder.
    Three men, two in uniform, the other dressed for the theatre, his cloak billowing behind him, his top hat held firmly in his left hand, ran past the alley entrance in the direction of Dorset Street. Fred leaned slightly to his right and stretched his neck to see them disappear into the fog. He listened carefully for more pursuers but finally all was quiet, aside from the usual sounds of over-indulgent drunks fumbling their way home and feral cats fighting in the lanes. He took a long breath, wiped his palms down over his face and turned to walk down the alley. He got no more than 10 yards when he became aware of a presence behind him. He slipped his hand into his pocket and curled his fingers tightly around the handle of his knife. He stopped and waited until he was sure that his pursuer was in striking distance and rounded swiftly on the fellow, his trusty knife held out firmly, the beautifully sharpened blade glinting in the moonlight that filtered into the dark space between the gaps in the rooftops. He would have lunged forward without hesitation but for the high pitched gasp and sudden waft of rose perfume that filled his nostrils.
    “Judith?” he exclaimed. “But they said they’d found you de…” he stuffed the weapon back in his pocket and grabbed the girl to him, holding her so tightly that she thought she’d break in his arms. She wriggled a little until he loosened his grip on her and looked into her eyes.
    “It wasn’t me. It’s alright lover. It wasn’t me.” She struggled to get the words out as she saw the gash on his cheek and the blood all over his shirt. “You killed him didn’t you? Because…because you thought it was me?” She was shaking with the cold and the realisation of what it would mean for them both. “They won’t rest until they hang you for it. You know that don’t you Fredrick?” she sobbed. He shook his head and smiled at her. Then he leaned forward and gently kissed her tears away on both cheeks before settling on her mouth and pouring all his need and relief into an all consuming kiss. Finally he pulled reluctantly away, still biting her lower lip gently as if to fall back onto her mouth again but instead he looked at her for a moment and sighed. “It doesn’t matter Judith. You’re alive, alive and safe now. I won’t lose you again darling. I’ll make sure of it. Whatever it takes. She held on to him and walked him round the corner into the darkness as the wound in his side suddenly caused him to buckle. He inhaled the moist air in gulping lungfuls.

  39. Mine is fairly short and starts off with:

    Nonideal detonation is associated in general with a finite reaction-zone length a or a finite reaction time r. He loved it when his wife spoke dirty to him. Using interesting and complicated words linked together with a reasonable amount of logic….


  40. Just happened upon this site last night and loved the idea of the writing assignment. Read post here.

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