Thursday Quotables: In the Unlikely Event


Welcome back to Thursday Quotables! This weekly feature is the place to highlight a great quote, line, or passage discovered during your reading each week.ย  Whether it’s something funny, startling, gut-wrenching, or just really beautifully written, Thursday Quotables is where my favorite lines of the week will be, and you’re invited to join in!

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In the Unlikely Event

In the Unlikely Event by Judy Blume
(published 2015 )

Holiday season, New Jersey, circa 1951:

Miri Ammerman and her best friend, Natalie Osner, were sprawled on their bellies on the thick, tweedy wall-to-wall carpet of Natalie’s den, waiting for the first-ever televised lighting of the famous Christmas tree. The den was Miri’s favorite room in Natalie’s house, not least because of the seventeen-inch Zenith, inside a pale wood cabinet, the biggest television Miri had ever seen.

One of the things I’m really enjoying about this book is the amount of detail the author uses to bring that particular time to life — all the clothes, the brand names, the cars, the foods. Even little things like a girl taking the phone into the bathroom with her for privacy, the long cord stretched down the hallway!

On a more serious note, here’s the stark scene of a plane crash a few days later:

He’d had to elbow his way through the crowd to where the plane lay on its back in the Elizabeth River, belly ripped open, rubble spilling into the frozen stream and onto the banks. The river was a mass of roaring flames shooting a hundred feet into the air and surrounding the mangled wreckage, one wing pointing straight up.

Firemen, policemen and other rescue workers swarmed to the scene, armed with cutting torches, grappling hooks, blankets, stretchers and bags. A white-clad intern, stethoscope around his neck, went with them, but he didn’t stay long — just long enough to know he wasn’t needed.

I’m about a third of the way into this book, and I’m really getting swept up in the drama as well as the period detail. Such fun to be reading a Judy Blume novel again after so many years!

What lines made you laugh, cry, or gasp this week? Do tell!

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8 thoughts on “Thursday Quotables: In the Unlikely Event

  1. If the rest of the book is as visual as these quotes, I’m sure I’d enjoy it.

    Details should always be part of a story, but I think periode pieces and fantasy should be particulalry midful of them. Taking a reader to a place (or time) he had never been isn’t easy, but that’s exactly what a story should do.

    Well, you know, because I’m writing a historical novel with fantasy elements, I’m paritcularly sensitive to the problem ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Here’s my quote for today

    • Can’t wait to read your book! ๐Ÿ™‚ And I agree, it’s the little details that are so important in historical fiction and give it a distinctive feel and flavor.

    • Oh yes! And the first one, which is at the beginning of the book, was a great way of kicking things off so that readers today would be instantly amused.

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