YA Apocalyptic and Dystopian Fiction discussion

Amy wrote: "Wow Julie! Fifth one already? That must be an awesome series! I'll need to pick it up eventually!

And Bethany! You insane woman! How can you be reading four books at once? I'm barely keeping up wi..."

Haha, I wasn't reading them at the same time, I just forgot to put the lines up so I did em all together.

"If you are interested in stories with happy endings, you would be better off reading some other book. In this book, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning and very few happy things happen in the middle." The Bad Beginning

Just to torture everyone...

I can be so, so quiet. Haste ruins the silence. Impatience squanders the hunt.

It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.

It was a pleasure to burn.

It happened at night. I woke to the sound of the wind blowing my curtains back. I opened my eyes but saw nothing. Not even moonlight. Not even shadows.

This isn't an PA book, but it's cool so far!

"The Tennessee night was screaming. Eric Powell ran clumsily through the tall grass behind his grandparents' house. He stumbled down the sloping embankment toward the thick patch of swampy woods beyond, hands pressed firmly against his ears."

The Fallen Omnibus, Vol 1

"People say that what we're all seeking is a meaning for life. I don't think that's what we're really seeking. I think what we're seeking is an experience of being alive."

The Power of Myth By Joseph Campbell

"Don't forget, we're all in this together."

"My name is Marina, as of the sea, but I wasn't called that until much later."

"You know what I hate? Sweet tea."

"Everything changed the night I saw the burning man fall from the sky."

I couldn't breathe. There was a hand covering my mouth and another shaking my shoulder, startling me out of a heavy sleep.

There are seventeen madhouses in the city of Lovecraft. I've visited all of them.

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:D A great first line, I think.

Bethany: Yeah, that is a good first line.

It was the smell that began to drive Thomas slightly mad.

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YAY!

Bethany wrote: "There are seventeen madhouses in the city of Lovecraft. I've visited all of them.

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:D A great first line, I think."

Ooh, good one. You've definitely got me intrigued to read that.

Andrea wrote: "Bethany wrote: "There are seventeen madhouses in the city of Lovecraft. I've visited all of them.

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:D A great first line, I think."

Ooh, good one...."

It's really, really good!

The snake-haired ladies were starting to annoy Percy.



Gotta love PJ!

So excited that I just got these in the mail...

"The air crackled like a gathering thunderstorm the moment the girl entered the chamber."

"Benny Imura was appalled to learn that the apocalypse came with homework."

"I was sitting at the edge of the clearing, trying not to stare at the body on the ground in front of me."

Walking to school over the snow-muffled cobbles, Karou had no sinister premonitions about the day.

Max the wolf was a wolf in exactly the same way that foothills are made up of real feet and a tiger shark is part tiger, which is to say, not at all.

Julie wrote: "Max the wolf was a wolf in exactly the same way that foothills are made up of real feet and a tiger shark is part tiger, which is to say, not at all.
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HAHAHA...that's a great line :) makes me want to read it.

I've been locked up for 264 days.

Bethany wrote: "Julie wrote: "Max the wolf was a wolf in exactly the same way that foothills are made up of real feet and a tiger shark is part tiger, which is to say, not at all.
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I'm really liking it so far! It kind of reminds me of Winnie the Pooh but for an older audience.

They call her Quintana the cursemaker.

So freaking awesome!!!
:D!!!!

My favourite first line is from Procession of the Dead by DB Shan.

Ïf The Cardinal pinched the cheeks of his arse, the walls of the city bruised. They were that close, Siamese twins, joined by a wretched, twisted soul.

"My mother thinks I'm dead."

"NO ONE KNOWS how the first dragoneyes made thier dangerous bargin with the twelve energy dragons of good fortune."

The grease-slicked hair is a dead giveaway - no pun intended.

"On Career Day Lily visited her dad's work with him and discovered he worked for a mad scientist who wanted to rule the earth through destruction and desolation." Whales on Stilts: M.T. Anderson's Thrilling Tales

"By the time the sun set over the fifty-foot perimeter wall, the School lawn was covered with twelfth-year students."

"Far to the south of the land of Ingary, in the Sultanates of Rashpuht, a young carpet merchant called Abdullah lived in the city of Zanzib."

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"The leather-bound volume was nothing remarkable."

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"Anything can happen in the blink of an eye. Anything at all."

Abandon

What a line to start with haha :)

We run, with water in our shoes and the smell of the ocean clinging to our frozen skin.

When he grabs Mama's wrist and yanks her toward the wallhanging like that, it must hurt. Mama doesn't cry out. She tries to hide her pain from him, but she looks back at me, and in her face she shows me everything she feels. If Father know she's in pain and showing me, Father will take Mama's pain away and replace it with something else.

"This is how it starts: some hapless girl in a skanky little tank top lying on her back in the wet grass somewhere in Hidden Hills."

Late in the winter of my seventeenth year, my mother decided I was depressed, presumably because I rarely left the house, spent quite a lot of time in bed, read the same book over and over, ate infrequently, and devoted quite a bit of my abundant free time to thinking about death.

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.

I bear a deep red stain that runs from my left shoulder down to my right hip, a trail left by the herbwitch's poison that my mother used to try to expel me from her womb. That I survived, according to the herbwitch, is no miracle but a sign I have been sired by the god of death himself.

Bethany wrote: "I bear a deep red stain that runs from my left shoulder down to my right hip, a trail left by the herbwitch's poison that my mother used to try to expel me from her womb. That I survived, according..."

Ooh, sounds intriguing!

It was SO good! It sort of blew me away, I wasn't expecting it to be that good.

I smack into him as if shoved from behind. He doesn't budge, not an inch. Just holds my shoulders and waits. Maybe he's waiting for me to find my balance. Maybe he's waiting for me to gather my pride. I hope he's got all day.



There used to be more of us. I'm certain of this. Not enough to fill a sports stadium or even a movie theatre, but certainly more than what's left today. Truth is, I don't think there's any of us left. Except me. It's what happens when you're a delicacy. When you're craved. You go extinct.

The charcoal sky spits cold rain as we rumble to a stop at a crossroad. A black cart blocks the road, and even in an armored carriage we know better than to force our way past.

"God is a slick god. Temple knows. She knows because of all the crackerjack miracles still to be seen on this ruined world"


"Justin Case and women do not mix. Man boobs, a love of Kings and Castles, and being tight with the 'nerd' crowd certainly don't win him any points either"


"Lily, I woke up and the last piece of my heart disappeared. I opened my eyes and I felt it go."

No one really knows 'bout me. I'm Rob's secret, I'm his informant, I'm his shadow in dark places.

Julie wrote: "No one really knows 'bout me. I'm Rob's secret, I'm his informant, I'm his shadow in dark places.

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I looooove that book!!! so excited for you to read it!

"C'mon Mase! Where's that killer instinct?"

Birthdays were wretched, delicious things when you lived in Beau Rivage. The clock struck midnight, and presents gave way to magic.
Curses bloomed.

Samara McKinley stared at the blazing bonfire, illuminated by the light of the full moon.



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Jacque Pierce sat in the window seat in her bedroom looking across the street at her neighbors house; she wasn't really being nosy she thought to herself, just curious.

"Chains clanked in the darkness of the holding cells. The reek of urine from the latrines and the miasma of sweat and fear twined with the sweet stench of rotting straw."