First Sentence: Who was blowing on the nape of my neck?
Back of the book:
An apocalyptic cult member carries out a gas attack on a rush-hour metro, but what links him to a jazz buff in downtown Tokyo? Or to a Mongolian gangster, a woman on a holy mountain who talks to a tree, and a late night New York DJ?
Set at the fugitive edges of Asia and Europe, Ghostwritten weaves together a host of characters, their interconnected destinies determined by the inescapable forces of cause and effect.
Quotes from the book:
I pass through many Me’s in the course of my day, each one selfish with his time. The Lying-in-Bed me and the Enjoying-the-Hot-Shower Me are particularly selfish. The Late Me loathes the pair of them.
‘Love is a big knot of whys.’
Little girls are like old cats. If they don’t like you nothing on Earth will make them pretend to.
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Last Sentence: I swung around—nothing but the back of the train, accelerating into the darkness.