Today my editor is supposed to be dropping revisions in the mail for me to get cranking on. So I thought it was a good time to do something fun--here are some of the first lines that CANDOR has had since its birth (as you can see, I monkeyed with the first few chapters a LOT... too, too much in fact):
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The first line of THE SEASON has been the same since the very beginning. It was the first line I committed on paper. BUT...the first line of my current book has been shape shifting. So we'll see where it comes out!
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Nothing ever happened in Ondine, not even the summer Elijah Landry disappeared.
However, the Jane Doe first line has changed a lot, since originally it was a light book in verse, and it is now a dark book in prose. :D
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Scarlet and green are the colors of my homeland; the colors out the window of the little house where I spent my first birthday and my fifteenth, and every birthday in-between.
Then, for awhile it was:
If I had been home, it would have been my wedding day.
Briefly, as I took it in a new direction, it was:
“Suck in your breath!”
Finally (for now?):
The audience didn’t understand a word we sang.
It was fun to read yours. Amazing how a book can evolve!
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Love your new baby's first line too. It's so visual.
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I just sold a YA that will be out in fall '09. I'm at sealy38.livejournal.com
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The first lines of that book you did read part of were:There are a couple of places to start my story. Both of them lead to the same end.
If I start when the monster first arrived, that will be a little scary. If I start when my mother left, that will be kind of scary too, but maybe that makes the most sense. None of the rest would have happened if she’d stayed.
Now: Something's wrong. It's not a heart-grabbing noise like when somebody jiggles the door to see if it's locked. Not a bitter smell like the electrical short we had last month when all the breakers popped. It's something in the air, something like a ghost making its way through the room. It can't be Monster, not after last night.
I love how stories evolve.
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