Sep 032018

Every Tuesday I host First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros sharing the first paragraph or two of a book that I’m reading or plan to read soon

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Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens


The morning burned so August hot, the marsh’s moist breath hung the oaks and pines with fog. The palmetto patches stood unusually quiet except for the low, slow flap of the heron’s wings lifting from the lagood. And then, Kya, only six at the time, heard the screen door slap. Standing on the stool, she stopped scrubbing grits from the pot and lowered into the basin of worn-out suds. No sounds now but her own breathing. Who had left the shack? Not Ma. She never let the door slam.

But when Kya ran to the porch, she saw her mother in a long brown skirt, kick pleats nipping at her ankles, as she walked down the sandy lane in high heels.The stubby-nosed shoes were fake alligator skin. Her only going-out pair. Kya wanted to holler out but knew not to rouse Pa, so she opened the door and stood on the brick-‘n’-board steps. From there she saw the blue train case Ma carried. Usually, with the confidence of a pup, Kya knew her mother would return with meat wrapped in greasy brown paper or with a chicken, head dangling down. But she never wore the gator heels, never took a case.

  28 Responses to “First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros:
Where The Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens”

  1. I’ve heard good things about this book. I think it will be an emotional read. Thanks for sharing.

  2. The title captured me first. I love the idea of crawdads singing! Those paragraphs are also a great start. This is oe I want to read more.

  3. I do like the tone of that opening paragraph, it definitely conjures up a picture!

  4. That put me right in the scene!

  5. I read a few reviews and immediately added theist my TBR list. I do hope you like it. It sounds really good.

  6. This sounds like something I would like. Hope you are enjoying it.

  7. That’s an excellent opening – I love the descriptive writing. But what are crawdads? I’ll have to look that up!

    • They’re also called crayfish. Maybe you know them as that. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone who didn’t know what a crawdad is. But then, you don’t live in the U.S. so maybe they don’t have them there. Funny how I never thought they might only be here.

  8. I want to read more. I can’t wait to see your review on the book. Seems I just found myself another TBR!

  9. I’ve been hearing good things about this book too. Ah, Margaret doesn’t know about crawdad – ha! Sorry, Margaret, they are a Southern thing. Boys catch them or at least my husband used to. Sort of like little lobsters or shellfish. You can get some great ones in New Orleans.

    • Margaret lives in England so I’m not sure they have them there. I know they have them all across the U.S. and Canada. Not sure where else they have them.

  10. I like the title and your opening paragraph.

  11. Sound intriguing, I would try it. I want to know now what happens.

  12. I would carry on reading this, too! You’ve certainly piqued my interest! Thanks for hosting.

  13. I already feel sorry for Kya. Not up my alley, but I hope you enjoy it.

  14. I have this in audio and hope to listen soon.

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