Friday, January 22, 2010

First Line Challenge

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.

(Incidentally, last week's opener was from The Ambassadors by Henry James.)

Okay, are you ready? Here we go!

The stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the year, over the down, walking from Bramblehurst railway station, and carrying a little...

13 comments:

Jil said...

baby in his arms. The world seemed muffled by snow so that the only sound was the anguished wail that issued from the child's open mouth. The man , becoming more and more irritated, shook his burden, then threatened it with words it couldn't understand, but the bawling only became louder until, driven to distraction, Mr. McCormick, slid the bundle, blankets and all, into a convenient mailbox, slammed the door shut, and ran away as fast as he could

Jil said...

baby in his arms. The world seemed muffled by snow so that the only sound was the anguished wail that issued from the child's open mouth. The man , becoming more and more irritated, shook his burden, then threatened it with words it couldn't understand, but the bawling only became louder until, driven to distraction, Mr. McCormick, slid the bundle, blankets and all, into a convenient mailbox, slammed the door shut, and ran away as fast as he could

Anonymous said...

alien.
"Hey, put me down!" the little guy said, his green antenna quivering as he spoke.
"Nope," said the stranger. "You might freeze your little green butt off in all that stuff. It's too frosty for the likes of you!"
"You are NOT my MOTHER!" the little green alien yelled.
"You don't know that!" the stranger said.
"I do not look anything like you!"
"Yet!" The stranger said. He stopped a moment. Slowly his mouth turned up and he bared his teeth and grinned a terrible grin at the mortified alien.

Donna Hole said...

... bundle of what at first looked like ordinary rags. He stumbled and slid on the soft snow, throwing up wet tufts as his large feet sank to the ankles and waded clumbsily out. He wasn't dressed for snow, wearing a simple ruffled shirt that billowed around his hose. He appeared to have lost his boots somewhere along his trek, and as he drew nearer I stared entranced at battered great toes and bloodied heels.

......dhole

Jesse Littleton said...

...money from his last grifting stint in another hapless village. In his mind, this time would be no different. He'd befriend the wary villagers, make them wonder how they'd ever lived without him, and proceed to take them for all they had. Little did he know that, thanks to the coconut telegraph, they'd be ready for him.

Devi Marconi said...

Wow, that's a bit dark, Jesse. Where's your mind these days?

Jesse Littleton said...

Just having a little fun. No need to worry, dear.

Laura Martone said...

So, any guesses as to where this line came from?

Donna Hole said...

I believe I've read this line somewhere before. Its right at the tip of my tongue, but I can't catch it.

Please relieve me of the mystery before I go absolutely crazy.

Laura Martone said...

Oh, Donna, don't stress on my account.

This is the first line from H. G. Wells' classic The Invisible Man.

There. Happy now? :-)

Donna Hole said...

Yes thank you. My first thought actually was SLEEPY HOLLOW, but I was sure that was wrong.

TIME MACHINE didn't enter my thinking at all.

Thanks for the game, and the line revelation.

Laura Martone said...

You're so welcome, Donna! Thanks for playing!

Lindsay said...

Not sure if I can work with that one. I think that sentence is already longer than anything I'd create. :P