Book Beginning: Winded: A Memoir in Four Stages by Dawn Newton

BOOK BEGINNINGS ON FRIDAYS
THANKS FOR JOINING ME ON FRIDAYS FOR BOOK BEGINNING FUN!

MY BOOK BEGINNING

The wind from Hurricane Sandy swept into Michigan and onto the campus of Oakland University, a college nestled within a suburb of Detroit.

– Winded: A Memoir in Four Stages by Dawn Newton. In this new memoir, Newton writes about living with lung cancer for six years with the help of an unexpected prescription drug. She writes about her fears and her family and living life to the fullest no matter what.

Winded is published by Apprentice House Press, a student-managed book publisher at Loyola University Maryland. It comes out October 1, 2019 and is available for pre-order.

Please join me 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.

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YOUR BOOK BEGINNING




TIE IN: The Friday 56 hosted by Freda's Voice is a natural tie in with this event and there is a lot of cross over, so many people combine the two. The idea is to post a teaser from page 56 of the book you are reading and share a link to your post. Find details and the Linky for your Friday 56 post on Freda’s Voice.

MY FRIDAY 56

From our mother we learn to sing by ear at an early age, before we knew about notes. She'd grown up in a large family with talented singers, and although her older sister, my aunt Angie, knew how to play the piano, my mother did not.