The wind made an effort, but failed, and a batlike shadow sank toward the roof garden of the penthouse opposite. Piece by piece, I fed my wardrobe to the night wind, and flutteringly, like a loved one’s ashes, the gray scraps were ferried off, to settle here, there, exactly where I would never know, in the dark heart of New York.
-page 124 of The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme hosted by MizB at A Daily Rhythm.
To play along:
* Grab your current read
* Open to a random page
* Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
* BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (Make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
* Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!
Please comment with a link to your teasers, or if you don’t have a blog, just type your TT into a comment. I’d love to read them! Thanks.
The Bell Jar is the 12th book I’m reading for my Before 25 Bucket List!