July 2020’s Page Turner
The journey was no worse than she expected. A train from London to Liverpool; the steam packet overnight to Dublin; a slow Sunday train west to a town called Athlone. Read more
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June 2020’s Page Turner
The body lay on a small square of carpet in the middle of the gun-room floor. Alec Chipstead looked around for something to put over it. He unhooked a raincoat from one of the pegs and, covering the body, reflected too late that he would never wear that again. Read more
May 2020’s Page Turner
“It would be easy to kill you while you sleep.”
He rolls onto his side and faces his wife, tangling his fingers in her hair. Her face is shrouded in a dried blue mask; an antiaging beauty product that has begun to peel. The moonlight peeking through the bedroom curtains makes her look already dead. Read more
March 2020’s Page Turner
Rain.
It fell steadily on the city of Hypprux, a promise of the coming spring, but a cold, grudging one to be sure. The men who were repairing the roof of the cathedral had given up shortly after noon, and the shopkeepers had admitted defeat only a little while later, packing up their wares with numbed fingers, trudging into their homes soaked and shivering. Read more
November 2019’s Page Turner
After it’s over, of course, you want to kick yourself for all the things you didn’t see at the time. The Had-I-But-Known school of private investigation perhaps. My name is Kinsey Millhone and most of my reports begin the same way. I start by asserting who I am and what I do, as though by stating the same few basic facts I can make sense out of everything that comes afterward. Read more
October 2019’s Page Turner
As a child Trudi Montag thought everyone knew what went on inside others. That was before she understood the power of being different. The agony of being different. And the sin of ranting against an ineffective God. But before that—for years and years before that—she prayed to grow. Read more
September 2019’s Page Turner
The rain was heavy now and the hem of her dress was splattered with mud. She’d have to hide it afterwards; no one could know that she’d been out. Read more
August 2019’s Page Turner
Once upon a time, before the whole world changed, it was possible to run away from home, disguise who you were, and fit into polite society. Read more
July 2019’s Page Turner
“I remember my own childhood vividly … I knew terrible things. But I knew I mustn’t let adults know I knew. It would scare them.”
MAURICE SENDAK, IN CONVERSATION WITH ART SPEIGELMAN,
THE NEW YORKER, SEPTEMBER 27, 1993 Read more
April 2019’s Page Turner
January 2019’s Page Turner
Page Turners by Val Tobin Happy New Year! May your 2019 be filled with joyous reading. Agents and editors will often decide whether a book is right for them by reading the first page of … Read more