Friday, January 15, 2010

First Line Challenge

Christine started this curious exercise in late November, and due to overwhelming enthusiasm, I've decided to keep it going...

So, are you ready to get your creative juices flowing?

I'll give you the first sentence of a famous novel, and your job is to turn it into a paragraph that is totally unique, and totally you!

Authors and characters are all welcome to attempt this little exercise. Let's see how many different perspectives we can create. As a bonus, try to guess the book that's being quoted.

Okay, are you ready? Here we go!

Strether's first question, when he reached the hotel, was about his friend; yet on his learning that...

13 comments:

Vic said...

...a major blood drive was going on across the street, he said to heck with the friend. Friendships come and go, but a free buffet is something special.

Jil said...

the man hadn't been seen since he had gone to his room three nights before. I panicked. What if he had carried out the deed he threatened! I hurtled toward the rickety elevator, pushed every button in my hurry, then suffered a slow and frustrating climb to the tenth floor. There I ran to the door I knew must be his - always the tenth door on the tenth floor if the tenth worst hotel in the city.I burst through the cheap wood and screamed in rage and anguish. I was too late. Joe lounged on the bed surrounded by empty boxes of chocolates, a beautific smile on his face, one arm reaching toward the unravaged pile on his left. "OH, Joe, how could you?" I whispered,choking on tears "And after you promised to wait and share the loot with me..."

I know I couldn't stick Candy with writing something like this, she'd never do what I told her to again!

Jil said...

the man hadn't been seen since he had gone to his room three nights before. I panicked. What if he had carried out the deed he threatened! I hurtled toward the rickety elevator, pushed every button in my hurry, then suffered a slow and frustrating climb to the tenth floor. There I ran to the door I knew must be his - always the tenth door on the tenth floor if the tenth worst hotel in the city.I burst through the cheap wood and screamed in rage and anguish. I was too late. Joe lounged on the bed surrounded by empty boxes of chocolates, a beautific smile on his face, one arm reaching toward the unravaged pile on his left. "OH, Joe, how could you?" I whispered,choking on tears "And after you promised to wait and share the loot with me..."

I know I couldn't stick Candy with writing something like this, she'd never do what I told her to again!

Elaine 'still writing' Smith said...

Strether's first question, when he reached the hotel, was about his friend; yet on his learning that... Wahlberg had been seen once only, and that upon the occasion of his arrival. Stretcher’s eyes narrowed and he felt the fine hairs rise upon the nape of his neck. Wahlberg was a creature of habit as predictable as the tides, and as dull, in his repetitive comings and goings. I f he had not been seen in the dining room for one meal Strether would have been concerned and, to gnaw Oscar Wilde’s wisdom almost beyond recognition, for him to have missed three separate occasions to sample the gastronomic delights offered by The Ritz’s excellent chef his continued absence had taken misfortune and carelessness to a place where a doctor, if not an undertaker, would be necessary.

Anonymous said...

someone had put a spam for viagra on Come in Character under the "member blogs" list and unable to reach the bunnygirl's e-mail, he decided to put it in the post a comment section and hoped that administrators would decipher his cryptic message and remove the said spam.

Anonymous said...

his friend, Waters, was on a rocketship to the moon, he was instantly ready to beat him there. He got into the elevator and pressed the button for The Moonlight Room.
Now, you might think that Stretcher just came by his name from his family, but you would be wrong. Stretcher had the ability to stretch anything–anything at all–including time and space.
The elevator zoomed upwards moving at the speed of light. An old lady, riding with him said "weeee!" A young kid in a backwards turned baseball cap looked out the portal window and waved at the slow rocketship as they passed by.
On the moon, the natives were doing the Watusi. It was a hell of a party. Most of the hotdogs were already eaten long before his friend Waters arrived.

Samantha Harper said...

Oh, Vic. Why is it always blood with you? Is that all you have on the brain?

Daryl Harper said...

Well, he is a vampire, brainiac. Blood is kind of a priority.

Olivia Harper said...

Must you two always fight at CIC? People might think that's all YOU two have on the brain...

Laura Martone said...

By the way, Anon 4:22, thanks for the heads-up re: the Viagra business. I took care of the nasty bugger and deleted it from the "member blogs" post.

Since our eyes can't be everywhere, we appreciate informants like yourself!

P.S. Incidentally, has anyone figured out the book this quote comes from?

Christine H said...

I have absolutely no idea, Laura.

I thought the Viagra thing was a joke and not for real. I'm glad you checked that out!

Donna Hole said...

For Vic:

. . . Waldo had been spotted earlier scoping out the necks of luscious ladies near the bar, he quickly headed across the lobby, down the dim, spiral stairs, pricked his thumb on the access pad for "vampire associates", and threw open the heavy steel door to the dungeon lounge. Sucking on his dripping thumb, he searched the nearly empty room until he spied his friend slumped over a plump brunette on a burgundy sette furthest from the fire.

Hmm, what a great prompt. This could be loads of fun. No clue what the line is from though.

.......dhole

Laura Martone said...

Nope, Christine, no joke. Boy, do I despise spammers.

Anyway, I'm glad you enjoyed this week's prompt, Donna.

Oh, and for those that are curious, the line came from Henry James' The Ambassadors