My choice this week for Friday’s meme combo is Inukshuk by Gregory Spatz. This book was released on Tuesday and I received an early reviewer’s copy on Monday from LibraryThing. It’s probably a book I would have ended up reading anyway, but it was nice to get a free copy. GoodReads gives the following description:
John Franklin has moved his fifteen-year-old son to the remote northern Canadian town of Houndstitch to make a new life together after his wife, Thomas’ mother, left them. Mourning her disappearance, John writes poetry and escapes into an affair, while Thomas, isolated and bullied, withdraws into a fantasy recreation of the infamous Victorian-era arctic expedition led by British explorer Sir John Franklin. Artistically gifted yet dangerously obsessive, Thomas gives himself scurvy so that he can sympathize with the characters in the film of his mind—and is almost lost himself.
A poignant tale of the vulnerability of adolescence interspersed with powerfully evoked scenes of the legendary Franklin crew’s descent into despair, madness, and cannibalism on the Arctic tundra, Inukshuk offers readers a modern family drama as well as a compelling historical adventure.
This week’s excerpts:
Book Beginnings is hosted by Gilion at Rose City Reader, who invites anyone to join in, saying: ‘Please join me every Friday to share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are reading, along with your initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires. Please remember to include the title of the book and the author. Leave a link to your post. If you don’t have a blog, but want to participate, please leave a comment with your Book Beginning.’
The beginning of Inukshuk:
He was on lunch duty when it happened, jacketless because of the Chinook wind and composing in his head a line or two about the color of the sky reflected in the wet school-yard pavement, the ice-rimmed, quickly vanishing puddles, clouds whipping past upside down…sun oil water. If he had a minute before class, he’d jot some notes to remind himself, and tonight or tomorrow, the weekend maybe, craft the lines.
I guess you have to read on to find out what the ‘it’ is that happened! It is worth reading on, though.
*Grab a book, any book.
*Turn to page 56.
*Find any sentence, (or few, just don’t spoil it) that grabs you.
*Add your (url) post below in Linky. Add the post url, not your blog url.
It’s that simple.
From page 56 of Inukshuk:
“It wasn’t a fight, Dad. Just some really stupid grade-school antics from some of the school’s lower life-forms.”
His father nodded. “I understand, but it looked fairly serious, as well. You were bleeding.”
“That wasn’t related.”
“What do you mean?”
So, the question is: what was it then? This will be revealed as one reads on, but that’s all I’m giving away just now. I should be finished it this weekend and plan on getting a review up by Sunday.