What would be....?

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... the first line of your novel? If I were to write a novel, my first line would be:

The killer sat in the corner of the bar and casually picked out his nect victim.

Three questions for you (I'm sure I've seen that "three questions" idea somewhere before...)
1) What do you think of my first line?
2) Should I care what you think?
3) What would your first line be?

8 Comments

Ivy said:

Hi Michele sent me
your questions..
1. Lovely
2. No not really..
3.It burns, oh God how it burns.

Rohit said:

1. It's catchy but then it depends on how your novel pans out!

2. Not really; unless I'm publishing the novel.

3. He was give a simple order: To kill him.


1) What do you think of my first line? Interesting, but what is a "nect victim"?
2) Should I care what you think?
Not really, but I would like it if you respected my answers.
3) What would your first line be?
It was soft summer rain that only pock-marked the warm sand.

Enjoyed visiting your site and thanks for the comment on mine. Now back to visit Michele

Dan said:

See? Maria's the only one who gets a job as a proof-reader. The rest of you are rubbish :-)

1. The simple typo aside, the first line has merit. It also has demerits. I would exchange the word "casually" for "earnestly," showing that the killer was truly dedicated.

2. You should care considerably about my opinion because I have very good opinions. Everybody says I am very opinionated, which means I have good opinions.

3. A better line: "It was a dark and stormy night, and Boris could hardly see well enough to string his rosary beads; this augers ill, he mused, stroking his former beard."

Okay, what do you expect from a former elementary teacher!

I keep dropping in here hoping to see you have put up the Lost-and-Gained Stonemeter. But, no, not yet. Rats!

annie said:

1) What do you think of my first line?
"nect"? The killer (or narrator) is a harelip.
2) Should I care what you think?
Yes. Yes, you should!
3) What would your first line be?
She loaded her machine gun and pulled her purple cape around her body to conceal it. She headed for the subway that would take her to the heart of the city, the city where she was born, the city that had given her life...
Whoops! that's two sentences.

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