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Teaser Tuesdays, A Bookish Meme: I Am the Most Interesting Book of All

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

This week's teaser is from one of the books I'm currently reading, I Am the Most Interesting Book of All: The Journal of Marie Bashkirtseff. She was just a teenage girl when she started writing her journal, and she wrote nearly every day for about ten years, until her untimely death from tuberculosis. It's a fascinating look at life among the European elite in the late 1870s. Marie's family is Russian and Ukrainian, and her family moves with the seasons among some of the most fashionable spots in Europe.
Here is my teaser, from page 361 of Marie's journals:

First we imitated the frogs, which were singing melodiously in the pond, and then we started to bark—everyone, including Nina—at all the pedestrians and all the carriages. "You see what girls of sixteen are like," Nina said.

Sometimes Marie sounds like a fun-loving teenager, a hopeless flirt, or a spoiled child. Other times, she gives the reader a glimpse of her enormous intelligence and insight. As young as she was, Marie Bashkirtseff was a remarkable painter and a talented singer; if she had lived longer, I think she would have been considered one of the greats. To the left is one of her paintings, a self-portrait she painted when she was only 22.

For more information on the book, click here to see what I wrote about it last week. And if you're interested in learning more about the life of Marie Bashkirtseff, click here. Or just read her journals and meet Marie for yourself.

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