This week Booking Through Thursday shares the following task:
My brother-in-law turns 50 this weekend. So, in his honor, please pick up your nearest book or whatever book you’re currently reading, and turn to page 50 and then share the first 50 words with the rest of us. (Do feel free to round this off, to stop and start with complete sentences, though.)
My 50 is from In the First Circle by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, which was sitting near at hand, on the top of my TBR pile:
Should he, then, surrender to the tentacles of the cryptographic octopus? For fourteen hours a day they would crush him, never relaxing even during rest periods.
I’m hoping to finally get around to reading this one soon, probably during the summer. I’m curious to know what exactly is going on here, so maybe the sooner I read it the better.