If you were to write a book, what would your first sentence be.?

Question

Hello,

I know we are not all writers but anything begins with a first step. I think the same is true with books. I wonder how much thought an author puts in that very first line. What would your's be?

Thanks for taking the time to answer.

Answer 1

Here is one from the drawers that escaped the dust bin. I have HUNDREDS of them...


These are just some of the things we tell ourselves when nothing else seems to make sense; we do after all, have to survive, have to live through things like this. I thought this would be easier, I swear to God, I really did.

Answer 2

It depends on what you are writing about. At times, I have started from the middle and added to the front when I couldn't get started. You might want to try that.
I never wrote a published book but I know anything I have written for serious publication has been rewritten and rewritten too many times.

Answer 3

I also wrote a book. It began "She was a pain in the a~s right from the start, and to make matters worse, they'd snatched the wrong girl." The title is "The Wrong Girl" it will be published within the next year.

Answer 4

It felt like the worst hangover ever; but as the fog in front of my eyes lifted, and the cobwebs of my brain fell away, I slowly became aware of the strange woman softly snoring next to me in my bed.

Answer 5

I remember sitting in the theater alone, she was performing just for me, I had designed the lights and she was dancing in them; I thought, "I have the best job in the world."

Actually, I strung the sentence along to get the whole idea into the "opening sentence!"

Answer 6

No explanations were offered and four hours later, Senator Mitchell's chief of staff came to tell us that she would not keeping any of her appointments that day.

Answer 7

The hysterical sound of shrieking and the raw scraping of wood as her fingernails dug frantically at the top of the coffin was the last sound he ever heard from her.

Answer 8

it had been the longest nine months of my life... but all of the sudden things started to change, i could feel the water lowering down untill there was no more

the walls of my prison came closer, my god they were so warm and before i knew it i was pushed into this large sweaty tunnel

....

Answer 9

I wrote a book.

"The corvette was having a difficult time in the water, as the waves and winds were pushing it hither and thither."

Answer 10

the sky was blue--a blue so pale it reminded me of the color of my birthstone-aquamarine. the clouds were white,bright huge puffs of cotton--floating,floating--they looked so soft i reached out to touch them--i felt as if i could rub a piece against my cheek.