Good morning, Americans. It’s Friday. No, I’m not Paul Harvey, but you can tell I listened to him as a kid. Anyway, Friday means #FirstLineFriday! On Friday, authors post the first one or first two lines of a potential work, a work-in-progress, or a published work on their blog, titling the post #FirstLineFriday (like just now). It’s a lot of fun, so feel free to join in!
Today’s first line comes from a short story I need to title quickly (titles are not my strong point) so that I can tuck it into the Ink Slinger’s Halloween Anthology. Sadly there are no vampires in this one!
Bugs chirped in thick grass and the sun descended in a pool of golden glow. A tiny car zipped down the country lane.
Maybe not the greatest opening… Originally it just jumped right into it:
“You thought about throwing me to the wolves, didn’t you?”
Marjorie shrugged. “Didn’t you?”
More exciting, but with no setting it seemed a bit confusing. What do you think?