Post your first NaNoWriMo sentence!

Mine's lame. I still heard my mother’s footsteps come down the stairs over the explosions and gun shots on my video game.

But technically, it's a quote:
“I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror
And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer
But my breath fogged up the glass
And so I drew a new face and laughed”
-Jason Mraz

"Glass tinkled as the test tube clashed against another in the rack."

Not great, but I'm sick. gimme a break. ><;

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.


I've ripped off the Bible and "The Name of the Rose" simultaneously. Go me.

[Mantis & Smaur: I want to have your literary babies.]

The old man sat cross-legged atop the large stone pillar, overlooking the sea.

WHOO.

Are you excited by that line? I am.

[/obvious sarcasm alert]

Although if you look at the very first line on the page, it's "These six things doth the Lord hate:" which is nicked from the Bible.

Teague
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The first line of my prologue: Oh God. I think i just did something stupid.

“Do you believe in love?”

It gets better from there, because this character is in love with his therapist, and he's trying to see if she feels the same way. Weird, yes.

I love reading first sentences.

*grins* Flemzo, have you seen the movie Mumford? Because your little blurb made me think of it immediately.

I have not... I will remedy that posthaste.

The salt spray from the choppy waters stung the pale cheeks of the painfully thin and haggard gentleman who stood hunched over the railing of the cargo ship powering through the English Channel on its way to France.

Bit long, but it serves it's purpose. XD

"The light fell softly on Juniper Halls."

The first sentence of my novel is: I've never liked Monday mornings.

But technically that's part of the thousand words I can't count so I suppose it should be Chocolate used to seem much too expensive and indulgent to me but (with a vaguely guilty pleasure) I can admit that's changed. but that's rather dull and just a little bit of filler.

As usual she was bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet, the shine radiating off her long, tanned legs, almost blinding me.

Bit boring.

The afternoon sun seeped through my blinds and flooded my room, casting its brightest rays upon the chestnut hair of my best friend who lay sprawled on the floor besides my dresser.

After looking at yours, I want to scrap mine and do it all over x.x

“And and then--then the recession’s coming—and, and, and then houses rip and burst apart--and we’re left alone, alone I tell you, alone to save the world, and everyone dies!...


Only now do I see how pathetic it truly is