horns

June 18, 2014


'Ignatius Martin Perrish spent the night drunk and doing terrible things. He woke the next morning with a headache, put his hands to his temples, and felt something unfamiliar, a pair of knobby pointed protuberances. He was so ill – wet-eyed and weak – he didn't think anything of it at first, was too hungover for thinking or worry.
But when he was swaying above the toilet, he glanced at himself in the mirror over the sink and saw he had grown horns while he slept. He lurched in surprise, and for the second time in twelve hour he pissed on his feet.'


Horns
(Page3)



I'm contemplating keeping a running note of all the great first lines/paragraphs i come across in the literature i find myself devouring.
It'd be interesting to look back on all those carefully bound words that lured me into the story...or in fact, didn't.
Those first few lines can make or break a book and i can barely imagine how one goes about formulating them but they're so important that i feel they need kept track of.
So i shall.
Quite possibly in blog form.
Or maybe old school note booking.
We shall see.


Bonus: This book is pretty damn cool.
Not what i expected but interesting and satisfying all the same.
Now i've read it though, i'm unsure of the casting for the movie but hey, i'm okay with being proven wrong.
...
That's a barefaced lie.
But i will make exceptions.




Ps. That yellow thing in the turn-up of my jeans is my bookmark, not some horrible paper-based deformity. It's just where i like to keep it while i'm reading...

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