Friday 56 and Book Beginnings: The Book of Deacon (The Book of Deacon #1) by Joseph R. Lallo

This is a weekly meme hosted by Freda's Voice

These are the rules:

1. Grab a book, any book.

2. Turn to page 56, or 56% on your eReader.

3. Find any sentence (or a few, just don't spoil it) that grabs you.

4. Post it.

5. Add the URL to your post in the link on Freda's most recent Friday 56 post.

Please join us over at RoseCityReader every Friday to share the first sentence (or so) of the book you are reading, along with your initial thoughts about the sentence, impressions of the book, or anything else the opener inspires. Please remember to include the title of the book and the author’s name.

Synopsis:

Myranda is a young woman more interested in staying alive than being a hero. Orphaned by a continent-spanning war that has gone on for decades too long and shunned for failing to support it, she has been on the move since she was only a child. One can hardly blame her when she thinks that the chance discovery of a fallen soldier's priceless cargo is the moment that will change her life. No one could predict just how great that change would be. It will lead her through an adventure of rebels and generals, of wizards and warriors, and of beasts both noble and monstrous. Each step of the way will take her closer to the truth of her potential, of the war, and of the fate of her world.

Review

Book Beginning:

The end of the fall had only just come, and already the air could chill one to the bone.

Thoughts:

This book has some strange formatting, making it slightly confusing where the start of the book actually is. There are no indicators to the start of chapters other than a '#'. But I think I found the start of this book. I read this book a few years ago and while I do own and meant to finish the rest of the series I just never got around to doing that.

My 56:

Behind the bar was a wiry young fellow, likely the owner's son. He'd leaned his chair against the wall and gazed lazily into the space through a few greasy locks that hung in front of his half-closed eyes. Miranda approached him, hopeful of procuring a few pieced of meat from last night. In her experience, if the meat was past it's prime, the kitchen would usually part with it free of charge. It might not be tasty, but it would be nourishing, and so long as it filled her stomach, she was satisfied.

Thoughts:

This is one of those really "word-y" books, it took me a long, long time to read this when I did. It's a very interesting story but it just takes so long to say much of anything that I got bored pretty fast when reading it.