First Line Friday | The Art of Rivers by Janet W. Ferguson

Today I’m joining in the fun by sharing a book for First Line Friday. The deal is we pick up the nearest book (or in my case, the nearest device with an ebook in it) and quote the first line.

I’m sharing the first line from The Art of Rivers by Janet W. Ferguson. I’ve included the first paragraph below that introduces us to Rivers Sullivan and provides context for the intriguing opening line.

Love, like art, took on different forms with each creator. Rivers Sullivan quickened her pace to a skip, her ruffled skirt bouncing in the muggy Memphis breeze. People rushed down the city sidewalks, and cars raced by, but her thoughts rolled with wonder over the joy in her life. Her eyes captured the way the sun lowered on the western horizon, creating long shadows, the way wispy clouds layered below the indigo sky. She couldn’t seem to stop herself from mixing colors and feelings in her mind, making pictures from all she saw.

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The Art of Rivers is a June 2019 new release. Here’s the book description:

Rivers Sullivan bears both visible and invisible scars—those on her shoulder from a bullet wound and those on her heart from the loss of her fiancé during the same brutal attack. Not even her background as an art therapist can help her regain her faith in humanity. Still, she scrapes together the courage to travel to St. Simons Island to see the beach cottage and art gallery she’s inherited from her fiancé. When she stumbles upon recovering addicts running her gallery, she’s forced to reckon with her own healing.

After the tragic drowning of his cousin, James Cooper Knight spends his days trying to make up for his past mistakes. He not only dedicates his life to addiction counseling, but guilt drives him to the water, searching for others who’ve been caught unaware of the quickly rising tides of St. Simons. When he rescues a peculiar blond woman and her sketch pad from a sandbar, then delivers this same woman to his deceased grandmother’s properties, he knows things are about to get even more complicated.

Tragic circumstances draw Cooper and Rivers closer, but they fight their growing feelings. Though Cooper’s been sober for years, Rivers can’t imagine trusting her heart to someone in recovery, and he knows a relationship with her will only rip his family further apart. Distrust and guilt are only the first roadblocks they must overcome if they take a chance on love.

Chat with Janet today on Facebook when she takes over the Christian Romance Reader Gathering from 7pm-9pm Friday – USA Eastern Time.

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20 Comments

  1. Happy Friday!

    Today on my blog I’m sharing the first couple of lines from No Greater Love by Gina Holder. It’s a really good book! I’m currently on chapter 25, so I’ll share the first line from there.

    “If his sister fluffed his pillow one more time, Hamilton was going to lose his last shred of sanity.”

    Hope you have an excellent weekend. 😀❤📚

  2. I really enjoyed that book I hope you do too!
    Today on my blog I’m featuring the first line from No Greater Love by Gina Holder but It’s also my current read so I’ll share the first line from chapter 15 here: “Kathleen tucked her legs under the steering wheel of her rental.” Hope you have a great weekend with lots of reading time!

  3. My first line is from The Express Bride by Kim Woodhouse:
    Prologue:
    St. Louis, March 1834
    With shaking limbs, she climbed into the plush carriage awaiting her, the precious bundle in her arms worth far more than the money, trinkets and trunks of clothing she left behind.
    Wonderful book. Check out the whole series of The Daughters of the Mayflower.

    I have Janet’s book on my kindle!

  4. Happy Friday! I’m sharing from The Crossing at Cypress Creek by Pam Hillman on my blog today. I’m only a few pages in, and this is my favorite line so far:

    “Her stomach did a slow roll at the unexpected lilt of an Irish brogue.”

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