Lit Geek Meme!
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mscongeniality:
Step 1: Pick out 10 books you love. (I've decided that I'm going to stick with fiction and straight prose--rather than including poetry or plays.)
Step 2: Write down the first line (or two, if you feel it necessary)--and try to avoid using specific terms, character or place names if possible. (I used stars to blank them out and only filled in the identifiers after the quote was guessed.)
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess where the quote is from.
Step 4: When someone guesses correctly, italicize the quote and put the title and author after it, with credit to the first correct guesser.
1: 1801. --I have just returned from a visit to my landlord -- the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. This is certainly a beautiful country! In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. --- Wuthering Heights, guessed bymishakatt
2: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. (I predict this will be the first book guessed. I was wrong.) Pride and Prejudice, guessed by both ankoku_jin and mishakatt
3: Scarcely had the Abbey-Bell tolled for five minutes, and already was the Church of the Capuchins thronged with Auditors. Do not encourage the idea that the Crowd was assembled either from motives of piety or thirst of information. But very few were influenced by those reasons; and in a city where superstition reigns with such despotic sway as in Madrid, to seek for true devotion would be a fruitless effort. --- The Monk, guessed byeverstar3
4: In the autumn of 1816, John Melmoth, a student in Trinity College, Dublin, quitted it to attend a dying uncle on whom his hopes for independence chiefly rested. --- Melmoth the Wanderer, guessed by_midoriko_sama_
5: 3 May, Bistritz. -- Left Munich at 8.35 p.m. on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6.46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk through the streets. --- Dracula guessed bysomnambulicious
6: I have to. I've been fighting it all night. I'm going to lose. My battle is as futile as a woman feeling the first pangs of labor and deciding it's an inconvenient time to give birth. Nature wins out. It always does. --- Bitten, guessed by_midoriko_sama_
7: Behavioral Science, the FBI section that deals with serial murder, is on the bottom floor of the Academy building at Quantico, half-buried in the earth. Silence of the Lambs, guessed bymscongeniality
8: When she was home from her boarding-school I used to see her almost every day sometimes, because their house was right opposite the Town Hall Annexe. She and her younger sister used to go in and out a lot, often with young men, which of course I didn't like. --- The Collector, guessed by_midoriko_sama_
9: Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies' eardrops, and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthburt place; it was reputed to be an intricate, headlong brook in its earlier course through those woods, with dark secrets of pool and cascade; but by the time it reached Rachel Lynde's it was a quiet, well-conducted little stream, for not even a brook could run past Mrs. Rachel Lynde's door without due regard for decency and decorum; it was probably conscious that Mrs. Lynde was sitting at her window, keeping a sharp eye on everything that passed, from brooks and children up, and that if she noticed anything odd or out of place she would never rest until she had ferreted out the whys and wherefores thereof. --- Anne of Green Gables, guessed bynayabob
10: Harriet Vane sat at her writing-table and stared out into Mecklenburg Square. The late tulips made a brave show in the Square garden, and a quartet of early tennis-players were energetically calling the score of a rather erratic and unpracticed game. But Harriet saw neither tulips nor tennis-players. (Yes, I'm a dork. And, yes, I love this book that much.) Gaudy Night, guessed bymscongeniality
EDIT: I'll be damned. #2 wasn't the first book guessed.
mscongeniality:Step 1: Pick out 10 books you love. (I've decided that I'm going to stick with fiction and straight prose--rather than including poetry or plays.)
Step 2: Write down the first line (or two, if you feel it necessary)--and try to avoid using specific terms, character or place names if possible. (I used stars to blank them out and only filled in the identifiers after the quote was guessed.)
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess where the quote is from.
Step 4: When someone guesses correctly, italicize the quote and put the title and author after it, with credit to the first correct guesser.
1: 1801. --I have just returned from a visit to my landlord -- the solitary neighbour that I shall be troubled with. This is certainly a beautiful country! In all England, I do not believe that I could have fixed on a situation so completely removed from the stir of society. --- Wuthering Heights, guessed by
mishakatt2: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. (
ankoku_jin and mishakatt3: Scarcely had the Abbey-Bell tolled for five minutes, and already was the Church of the Capuchins thronged with Auditors. Do not encourage the idea that the Crowd was assembled either from motives of piety or thirst of information. But very few were influenced by those reasons; and in a city where superstition reigns with such despotic sway as in Madrid, to seek for true devotion would be a fruitless effort. --- The Monk, guessed by
everstar34: In the autumn of 1816, John Melmoth, a student in Trinity College, Dublin, quitted it to attend a dying uncle on whom his hopes for independence chiefly rested. --- Melmoth the Wanderer, guessed by
_midoriko_sama_5: 3 May, Bistritz. -- Left Munich at 8.35 p.m. on 1st May, arriving at Vienna early next morning; should have arrived at 6.46, but train was an hour late. Buda-Pesth seems a wonderful place, from the glimpse which I got of it from the train and the little I could walk through the streets. --- Dracula guessed by
somnambulicious6: I have to. I've been fighting it all night. I'm going to lose. My battle is as futile as a woman feeling the first pangs of labor and deciding it's an inconvenient time to give birth. Nature wins out. It always does. --- Bitten, guessed by
_midoriko_sama_7: Behavioral Science, the FBI section that deals with serial murder, is on the bottom floor of the Academy building at Quantico, half-buried in the earth. Silence of the Lambs, guessed by
mscongeniality8: When she was home from her boarding-school I used to see her almost every day sometimes, because their house was right opposite the Town Hall Annexe. She and her younger sister used to go in and out a lot, often with young men, which of course I didn't like. --- The Collector, guessed by
_midoriko_sama_9: Mrs. Rachel Lynde lived just where the Avonlea main road dipped down into a little hollow, fringed with alders and ladies' eardrops, and traversed by a brook that had its source away back in the woods of the old Cuthburt place; it was reputed to be an intricate, headlong brook in its earlier course through those woods, with dark secrets of pool and cascade; but by the time it reached Rachel Lynde's it was a quiet, well-conducted little stream, for not even a brook could run past Mrs. Rachel Lynde's door without due regard for decency and decorum; it was probably conscious that Mrs. Lynde was sitting at her window, keeping a sharp eye on everything that passed, from brooks and children up, and that if she noticed anything odd or out of place she would never rest until she had ferreted out the whys and wherefores thereof. --- Anne of Green Gables, guessed by
nayabob10: Harriet Vane sat at her writing-table and stared out into Mecklenburg Square. The late tulips made a brave show in the Square garden, and a quartet of early tennis-players were energetically calling the score of a rather erratic and unpracticed game. But Harriet saw neither tulips nor tennis-players. (Yes, I'm a dork. And, yes, I love this book that much.) Gaudy Night, guessed by
mscongenialityEDIT: I'll be damned. #2 wasn't the first book guessed.
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Date: 2005-08-25 02:51 am (UTC)#3 is The Monk by Matthew Lewis. I also know #1, #2, #4, #5 and I knew #10.
And now I must page lovingly through Gaudy Night for my own Sayers icon. Bugger.
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Date: 2005-08-25 03:19 am (UTC)Fnar. I have to mail Tam Lin back, and your knitting notebook. It has been sitting here, safe on my desk. (And didn't get "marked," thank jeebus.)
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Date: 2005-08-25 03:23 am (UTC)Whew. That's a relief. I can't remember what the first sentence is from Tam Lin, though. I'm pretty sure it has something to do with the bookcases.
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Date: 2005-08-25 03:34 am (UTC)P.S. Check your e-mail.
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Date: 2005-08-25 11:06 am (UTC)And thaaaank-yooooooou. XD
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Date: 2005-08-25 01:18 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-08-25 11:08 am (UTC)I don't imagine anyone's surprised at the content on my list...
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Date: 2005-08-25 04:14 am (UTC)#9, Anne of Green Gables.
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Date: 2005-08-25 11:09 am (UTC)That was, like, my favorite series of books when I was in middle school. OMG, I loved Anne Shirley so much. I was convinced she and I were kindred spirits. ;)
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Date: 2005-08-25 01:12 pm (UTC)#8 is The Collector, by Fowles, I think...
And #6 I'm SURE of. It's the weirdest modern/gothic novel I ever read, but yee gads was it worth it! Bitten!
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Date: 2005-08-25 02:48 pm (UTC)It seems like so many of us think we're the only ones to have read a certain book. It's refreshing to see that a lot of us can identify what each other has read. :)