Friday, February 4, 2011

Celebrating Kansas Literature: Tell Me What Is On Page 56, The 5th Sentence

Somewhere else on the vast and wonderful Internet is a very popular site called Facebook.  You might have heard of it.  Anyway, yesterday my niece Katie Parker posted the following Literature Game contest.  She got it from one of her Aunt Robin's friends, and . . . anyway, I thought on it and decided to restate the Game Rules that she sent me here - with a slight variance.  In honor of the Sunflower State's 150th birthday year here now are the Kansas Literature Game Rules.  Let's see how many people we can get to do the following:   

"Grab the Kansas-themed book closest to you right now. It can be either about Kansas or by a Kansas author.  Open it to Page 56 and choose the fifth sentence.  Then send it to me at my email address of vonrothenberger@gmail.com and I will publish here everyone's results.

Remember, DO NOT choose the Kansas book you like best or think is the coolest, but the one that is closest to you. 


Here is my entry:  "The control of a horse actually does depend on the control of the bit in its mouth, he observed." - Trail of the Spanish Bit, by Don Coldsmith.  Page 56, 5th Sentence.

2 comments:

Tracy Million Simmons said...

It just so happens that I am sitting here working on the 2011 edition of the Kansas Authors Club yearbook -- www.kansasauthors.org. So this is from a book soon to be published. Unless I find major page number errors in my final edit, page 56 is a poem by Roy J. Beckemeyer titled, A Kansas Farm Wife's Snow Song. I will share the 4th sentence since the poem only has 4 stanzas.


At last the end of fence mending is near,
we are about to end this cold day.
Your day’s work is done and now you’re a mere
quarter section of snowdrifts away.

This poem was also the first place winner in the "Poet's Choice" category of the 2010 Kansas Authors Club Literary Contest.

Anonymous said...

My lucky day, since my copy of The Last Cattle Drive by Robert Day sets just above our computer. Page 56, sentence 5: "But I've gone to the edge of Gorham to watch the cold front come in." What a wonderful book!