While I’m reading, a sentence will grab me and force me to stop. I pay tribute to other authors by sharing their Damn Fine Sentences with you. Then I recount a memory the words bring up for me. It’s about how books connect with your life.
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"The full moon looked less like a jewel than a yellowy blister in need of lancing."
——Leigh Bardugo
—--Six of Crows
I make my turn a block before GPS instructs me to. “Recalculating, “ the voice says. I turn into a parking lot instead of onto a street. “Recalculating,” she says. I turn left after she instructs me to turn right. “Recalculating,” she says. I love the voice. She'll always stay right with me. I’ll never be left stranded by myself. I can’t make a wrong turn. I can never get lost.
My husband turns right a block before GPS instructs him to. “Recalculating,” she says. “Be quiet,” he says. He mutes the voice. “I hate that voice. She’s always criticizing me. I can never get it right.”
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"The full moon looked less like a jewel than a yellowy blister in need of lancing."
——Leigh Bardugo
—--Six of Crows
I make my turn a block before GPS instructs me to. “Recalculating, “ the voice says. I turn into a parking lot instead of onto a street. “Recalculating,” she says. I turn left after she instructs me to turn right. “Recalculating,” she says. I love the voice. She'll always stay right with me. I’ll never be left stranded by myself. I can’t make a wrong turn. I can never get lost.
My husband turns right a block before GPS instructs him to. “Recalculating,” she says. “Be quiet,” he says. He mutes the voice. “I hate that voice. She’s always criticizing me. I can never get it right.”
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