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First Words Friday: Week 7 – 2019 – A Wrinkle in Time

February 15, 2019 By Sandra Heska King

I’m taking another workshop through Tweetspeak Poetry called Writing Toward Joy and led by the incomparable Megan Willome. We are working our way through Madeleine L’Engle’s A Wrinkle in Time by making florilegia–bouquets of sparkling text that we create out of sentences that jump out at us. We then try to see what new connections we can make out of those or what deeper beauty we can find. We’re also practicing a form lectio divina and writing poetry. Seriously, if you’ve never taken a TSP workshop, you should.

Anyway, today I’m sharing some first words from this much beloved (sometimes controversial) Newberry Medal winning book that was initially rejected 26 times.

First words from Chapter 1 (such detail!)

It was a dark and stormy night.

In her attic bedroom Margaret Murry, wrapped in an old patchwork quilt, sat on the foot of her bed and watched the trees tossing in the frenzied lashing of the wind. Behind the trees clouds scudded frantically across the sky. Every few moments the moon ripped through them, creating wraithlike shadows that raced along the ground.

The house shook.

Wrapped in her quilt, Meg shook.

She wasn’t usually afraid of weather.–It’s not just the weather, she thought.–It’s the weather on top of everything else. On top of me. On top of Meg Murry doing everything wrong.

A Wrinkle in Time

My edition ends with L’Engle’s Newberry Medal Acceptance Speech, “The Expanding Universe.”

Here are her last words.

Up on the summit of Mohawk Mountain in northwest Connecticut is a large flat rock that holds the heat of the sun long after the last of the late sunset has left the sky. We take our picnic up there and then lie on the rock and watch the stars, one pulsing slowly into the deepening blue, and then another and another and another, until the sky is full of them.

A book, too, can be a star, “explosive material, capable of stirring up fresh life endlessly,” a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.

Have you read this book?
Who is your favorite character?
If you could go through a wrinkle in time, where would you like to go?

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  1. L.L. Barkat says

    February 15, 2019 at 11:39 am

    I love this:

    “A book, too, can be a star, ‘explosive material, capable of stirring up fresh life endlessly,’ a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.”

    That 26 times is so important to remember. 🙂

    • Sandra Heska King says

      February 15, 2019 at 11:52 am

      Talk about a sparklet. 🙂

  2. Kim says

    February 15, 2019 at 12:58 pm

    A Wrinkle in Time is probably my favorite children’s book ever. Something I noticed in reading this blog is her rhythm in writing. Love it!

    I love all things Madeleine…

    I’m also grateful to be conversing with you again!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      February 18, 2019 at 11:33 am

      Me, too! All of the above. 🙂

  3. Martha J Orlando says

    February 16, 2019 at 10:07 am

    I know I must have read this book as a child years ago, but have forgotten much of it. Definitely have to read it again! I have read L’Engle’s Circle of Light series, but that was years ago, too. Thanks, Sandra, for reminding me that some books are worth several rereads.
    Blessings!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      February 18, 2019 at 11:34 am

      Thus the reason why I have such a hard time letting so many books go. Hugs to you, Martha.

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