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Aim For The Heart: Nathan Bransford's Stupendously Ultimate First Line Challenge

Nathan Bransford's Stupendously Ultimate First Line Challenge

Over on Nathan Bransford's blog, he was hosting a first lines writing challenge, with the promise of a partial manuscript read to the winner. Hundreds of entries. Most were quite good. Some were outstanding. Some were just plain confusing.

Voting will be limited to one selection after it's been narrowed down by Nathan and Anne Dayton, but so many of the entries were excellent, I thought I would post my favorites.

With comments and in no particular order (except the first one, which is my hands-down favorite):

Here is the question the people of my hometown of Vigilant, Michigan want answered: Why did I, Grace Johnson, an African-American high school senior, an honor student, take two bullets to protect the life of the white supremacist jackass Jonathan Gilmore? --Lafreya

This one immediately grabbed me, because I wanted to know the answer to that question, too.

Isn't it peculiar how a man seated in his pickup truck on the side of an isolated country road with a pistol in his mouth will consider getting out of the cab so that he doesn't make a mess of things? --Eric

There was a sadness to this line that made me want to read more. Did he kill himself? You already get a sense that he cares about people, that maybe he's not quite ready to do it.

I was six years old the first time I watched a man die; my father put a gun to his head and pulled the trigger. --Lostdreams

This sentence says a lot. First, that the character has a first time to see someone die, implying that there are subsequent times. Second, there's something cold and heartless in the phrase "watched a man die." Has this once innocent six-year-old since become a killer himself?

Jerry hated his job – and not just because it involved collecting bad ideas – he hated his job because, on February 14th, 1975, he dropped a very bad idea – accidentally, of course – into the head of a five-year-old boy. Ten years later, that boy caused Armageddon. --Jen

I like the questions this one raises. Why is Jerry collecting ideas? How did the boy cause Armageddon and why?

Just after dark, death grabbed me by the ass. --Ray

Short and funny. It's easy to lose the humor in writing like this, but I definitely would've kept reading to see if it stuck.

Rüdiger stood on the broken outer wall of Streitberg castle, plucked a hair from his nose, rubbed it between his finger and thumb, then flicked it away and wiped his hand on his round belly. This siege had gone on long enough. --Scott

It's really the second sentence that makes the first one work so well. The rhythm of the two is perfect, and there's an incredible amount of detail in these few words. You just know he's going to start bellowing to the troops next.

Their green eyes met across the bomb-shattered corpse of the zombie. --Scott MacHaffie

This sentence was just plain funny. Any time you can put zombies in your book, you're guaranteed a winner.

Other fantastic entries, no comments:

My girl friend was furious with me, my boss wanted to fire me, the IRS wanted to question me, the mob wanted to kill me, my dog was indifferent to me, and my gold fish was dead; clearly my circumstances had only improved slightly since Monday afternoon. --Helen The Amusing Muse

Jack had never been at gunpoint before. It wasn't nearly as romantic as it seemed in the movies. --Reid

My husband stood in the driveway waving his arms around as if blaming me for the kitten stuck in the tree, so I took the gun out of my handbag and shot the furry problem out of the tree and then pointed the gun at my arm-waving husband and smiled. I would be solving lots of problems today. --Church lady

On a November night three weeks before he was murdered, Preston Lomax was making a list of all the people who wanted to kill him. --Steve Axelrod

If it was up to me, it would rain exactly 14.3% of the time. --Wolf

My first thought was, "There's so much blood." Actually, that's not true, that's just something I've always heard people usually say in this situation. Really, my first thought was, "What the fuck?" --Reid

When God falls asleep at the wheel something bad is bound to happen. --Fred

So I've been thinking of growing a backbone. --Amanda Capel

I was fifteen years old and shoving a geometry book into my locker, located second from the left beside Mrs. Moroney's homeroom, when I learned my father was a serial killer. --L. Amadeus

Until she looked through Rebecca's front window, Tabitha had seen only three dead bodies in her life. --Heather Wardell

When I was a little girl, I thought every town had its own vampire. --Margaret

None of this would have happened if "Gullibility" had been at the top of my "Character Faults To Be Addressed" list. --R.C.

As far as Alex could see, nothing was wrong with the fixer-upper except for the corpse decomposing on the kitchen floor. --Danette Hayworth

When the UAV codenamed Blackjack first cracked the air above the Lady Garian, only two people could have foreseen the slaughter that followed: one was busy running a dungeon in Warlock Realms, the other out buying cake. --Troy Masters

I don't dislike my grandmother, she just talks entirely too much for a dead woman and really, it is getting harder and harder to explain to Gordie why things keep randomly flying around my room. --Sheri

Consider this: when your mother pimps you out at age sixteen to fat, white, railway workers who sweat out their foetid imaginings on your young body, and afterwards whisper to you of their foul children and kaffir-hating wives before kissing you goodbye and promising to be back, then the first nineteen-year-old john she brings you will seem like a sweet, sweet prince. --Charlotte

On his last birthday, Danny Davis turned twelve. --Idea Man

After I ate Ed and took over as VP of Sales, Charlie installed a shark cage in his office for our weekly one-on-one's. --Skottk

My death was never reported to the police. --David L. McAfee

It was just like any other family gathering, except it was the first with all of us dead. --Tricia Grissom

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Here are the top choices another challenger thought worthy of mention.

5 Comments:

Blogger Tricia Grissom said...

Thanks for listing mine. Apparently a lot of us writers see dead people.

I agree with your favorite. I would love to know how that story goes. I hope it's an actual WIP so I can read it some time. It gets my vote.

September 12, 2007 11:42 PM  
Anonymous carla said...

I wish you the best of luck, too! I was really blown away with the sheer quality of the entries. There were plenty more that were good even if they weren't my cuppa. A few would've been great with a little editing, and only a small number were less than stellar.

September 13, 2007 12:08 AM  
Blogger Lafreya said...

Carla,

Thank you so very much for the vote. Yes my novel is a WIP. At this point it is called Act of Grace and it is finished. I will start submitting it to agents sometime in the next month or so.

Thank you once again

Karen

September 13, 2007 10:33 AM  
Blogger Chrys Buckley said...

I totally agree with your top choice, I totally want to read more!

Hmmm, I noticed a lot of your favorites involved dead people, with a few vampires and zombies thrown in for good measure. There are some really great ones on your list.

September 13, 2007 1:11 PM  
Anonymous Carla said...

You can never go wrong with dead people, whether walking or not. And let's face it, if someone had written about zombie ninja pirates, they would've taken the contest without a dissenting vote. (Damn it, why didn't I think of that until now?)

September 13, 2007 1:32 PM  

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