12.18.2020

the friday 56


Rules: 

*Grab a book, any book. 

*Turn to page 56 or 56% in your eReader (If you have to improvise, that's ok.) 

*Find any sentence, (or few, just don't spoil it) 

*Post it. 

I'm reading The Authenticity Project



From chapter 56:

It was like coming home.  Hazard hod forgotten how much he liked this feeling.  From that very first sip of champagne, he'd felt his jaw unclench, his shoulders relax, and all the edges fall away.  After months of dealing with every emotion with the focus on sharp and the definition high, the booze overlaid everything with a fuzzy filter that made it all softer, kinder, and more manageable.  He was wrapped in a feather-down duvet of lassitude.

By the time he'd drained the first glass he really couldn't remember why he'd fought this sensation for so long.  Why had he thought booze was his enemy, when it was his ver best friend?

5 comments:

  1. This sounds like asuch a good read! Love that title too!! Happy weekend!

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  2. I love the excerpt! I felt myself relaxing into it. Here's mine: “DIRT”

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  3. I started breathing easier just reading the description! Thanks for sharing and enjoy your holidays :)

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  4. I agree with the other commenters. The excerpt you shared drew me right in. This is one I am looking forward to reading. I hope you are enjoying it! Have a great weekend.

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  5. Excellent snippet. Thanks for the introduction!

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