Having just finished Michael Chabon's Gentlemen of the Road last night, I'm between books. But the fifth sentence on page 161 is a doozy:
But the remainder of the journey to the apartments of the kagan partook of the labyrinthine tedium of a dream, and she was never afterward able to recall it, or to say how, in the darkness, with her last visit to the palace having occurred in her girlhood, with her mind disordered by the draft and the iron flavor of blood in her mouth, she managed to conduct the thieves, with accuracy and haste, to the heart of the heart of her world.Isn't that first part great? "Partook of the labyrinthine tedium of a dream."
So let's see: who do I pick now?
- My honeybunch, of course
- S. is blogless, but she could probably respond creatively in her Flickr stream. Besides, this passage sounds like something she'd like: all Jamesian and shit.
- Cat, because I'm wondering if she's like me and most of the books she reads are less than 161 pages
- Stash Fairy, because I'm curious