Trying something new. (Well, for me.)

[felisblanco]

Know what's the hardest thing to come up with beside titles? First lines. (And last lines but that's another matter.)

So hit me with some good first lines. I want to see what I can do with them.*

No promises of quality or quantity. Probably just end up a few sentences but whatever, might be fun.

(ETA. I'm done! Thanks for playing.]

*Tomorrow

Comments

[felisblanco]

Almost, but not quite. If eating in seedy bars and diners all across America had taught him one thing it was 1) to never ask what was in his food and 2) that a free drink was a free drink, even if it had pieces of purple tentacles in it.

Giving the bartender an awkward thumbs-up he lifted his glass and took a deep breath before chugging it down. Huh. Not too bad. A bit chewy but that was to be expected.

He gave the smirking bartender a smug smile of his own just as the rather greasy looking cook threw a plate of food on the table before him. Dean looked down. His smile dropped.

Uhm... Was that a fang in his burger?

[thatotherperv]

\o/ this was awesome.

[surevesta]

There was no reason for Jensen to be worried, but he was and that, in itself, scared him.

(yeah, I dunno)

[felisblanco]

This was supposed to be a good thing, his big break after years of playing the well-received but underpaid additional character. And it wasn't as if he was heading into unfamiliar territory. If anything it was too familiar. Vancouver, once again. Sci-fi or supernatural or whatever, again. So yeah, nothing there to worry about

[surevesta]

Oh this is awesome! :D Love it! <3

[snowpuppies]

Jensen's eyes were going to pop out of his head.

[felisblanco]

Seriously, they were gonna pop out and hang from his eyesockets, dangling like an old man's testicles. He'd heard about that happening. True fact. Really, Google told him so. Also the cord, it could snap. Just snap right off and have him plunging to his death. And what if they'd calculated the length wrong? Or his weight? He had put on a few pounds over the summer, thanks to his mama's awesome cooking. God, what if that extra slice of pie he'd had last night was just what would dip him far enought to crack his melon on the very very hard ground so very VERY far below?

Oh god, he was going to DIE! He was going to die because Jared was INSANE and because Jensen was too much in love with the crazy motherfucker to tell him no. Like ever. Oh god, oh god, oh god....

"And... jump!"

Jared better fucking give him the best goddamn blowjob of his LIFE for this!

[hildigunnur]

My writing professor told us that you could often make a piece of writing better by cutting away the first line or even the first passage. He said that you could sometimes see how writers were obviously "just warming up" for the first pages.

I'm not entirely sure if I agree with him. There's usually a very rigorous editing progress going on in my head before I write anything down, especially when I'm writing in English.

But you were asking for first lines:

Jensen stared at the tall stranger who was sitting at his kitchen table, eating his teddy grahams and growling as he bit the head off each cookie.

[felisblanco]

Well, I usually need a good first sentence to start, however that sentence doesn't nearly always make it to the final cut. I usually don't do much thinking at all when I'm writing, I just let the words flow and then I look over them to see if they make sense. I think everyone has their own way. Which is why rules of writing, as in progress of writing, have never made much sense to me. *shrugs

[hildigunnur]

LOL, that was kind of awesome. Yay for hobo!Jared.

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And how you describe your writing process, sounds very logical to me.:)

[xwacky]

*grin* Six feet four of naked!hobo!Jared \o/

[mysticwaters]

Jared never thought he'd ever sell anything of Jensen's on Ebay.

[felisblanco]

And strictly speaking he wasn't. The Impala was Dean's car even if Jensen had managed, with some pretty impressive maneuvers, to needle the prettiest one out of the producers when Supernatural was over. That was five years ago but the car still felt more like Dean's than Jensen's. And Jared had it on pretty good authority that if there was anything those crazy fans were willing to sell their mothers to pay for, besides a homemade porno of him and Jensen, it was that damn car. Especially now that

[mysticwaters]

I totally LOVE it......on account that Jensen is the highest bidder and the buttsex you mentioned...yeah. LOL! Awesome little ficlet!