If anyone feels like playing this game...

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 7:03pm

Some of us are playing it on another site. Type in a few opening sentences for a novel, It can be any genre (bad, romance, gore, etc.) Here are a few of mine so far....

Dahlia was starting to regret putting draino into the cake she just left off at Marsha's house.

As Hortense was just drifting off into lalaland in the OR, she heard her doctor cry out "you gave her THAT???? oh my god!!!"

Bob was deliberating about winning one million dollars if he will eat a half cup of BM.

Being born with 500 IQ might sound great to some people, but for Sluggo it was a burden.

As Frothingham spread out the cardboard box which would serve as his living quarters this night, he sighed and remembered that only a few months ago he owned the building he was using as a headboard.

Updated On: 2/10/09 at 07:03 PM

[ghostlight2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 7:09pm

Uncle Stanley was very angry at his niece for using his likeness to mock others, and came back to haunt her for her transgression.

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 7:12pm

I'd read that, ghostlight.

[StockardFan]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 7:32pm

Looking back, Cynthia would never have accepted the bribe.

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 7:33pm

Very good, Stockard!

[StockardFan]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 7:34pm

LOL!

[StockardFan]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 7:41pm

"Why? Why do I even drink red wine? It makes me do the STUPIDEST things!" she thought as she woke with her head pounding....

(Oh wait. That's my life, not a novel)

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 8:21pm

As the nurses came towards her with the hormone injections, Tarpoozi thought "maybe I don't really want to become a man."

[StockardFan]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 9:26pm

hahahahaha!

[ghostlight2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 9:31pm

She was idling on Facebook when she heard a noise. Looking up, she saw the image of the character she'd created to cover her misdeeds come to life, approaching her, long yellow fangs dripping with blood. "I'm sorry!" she shrieked, as he descended upon her. But it was no use, for he knew she felt no true remorse.

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 9:42pm

I was sleeping, but also alert enough to know that there was someone else in the room. My blanket was covering all of me except for my right shoulder which was exposed, and for some reason, I was scared to death because of it. But I was too scared, or too much asleep to adjust the blanket. I lay there, paralyzed with fear, as I felt the other being coming closer and closer. Sure enough, tap! One brief but sharp tap on my shoulder and it was all over. I was able to cover myself, and the fear was gone, but I knew for sure someone or something tapped me.

p.s. This really happened to me, a few times in my youth.

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 10:31pm

There was an area in Charlene's kitchen which she named "no man's land." It was under the sink, where she kept her pots and pans, but it was in the far right hand corner, which Charlene couldn't reach. And she didn't want to because it looked like soil was filling that corner. Instead of making it a project to clean it out for once and for all, Charlene just avoided it.

Until today, when she saw something inside the mound of soil move.

[ghostlight2]

Posted: 2/10/09 at 11:08pm

The delusional woman wandered through the decaying, neglected old building, telling everyone who would listen that it didn't matter that it was falling down. It wasn't dangerous, it was beautiful. "It's so charming!" she cried, hastily adding, "Decadent also means charming - Fassbinder says so!" seconds before the ceiling collapsed, killing everyone who had stayed to listen to her.

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 9:44am

You're good, ghostlight.

I'm surprised hardly anyone wants to play this game. I thought it would give so many of us a chance to be creative.

I wish Namo would chime in! oh well.

[doodlenyc]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 9:52am

The doorbell rang. "Is that the plumber?" C****nay, I mean Chablis wondered as she was slipping into her maribou feathered Candies...

[Chicka-bow-wow!]

Updated On: 2/11/09 at 09:52 AM

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 9:53am

Haha, doodle. We needed one of those!

[doodlenyc]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 9:57am

I guess that I have to rename my heroine...it seems that that white wine has a cuss word in it!

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 10:02am

I thought you did that on purpose!

[doodlenyc]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 10:15am

I usually do a h*rD*n on purpose...

[StockardFan]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 1:16pm

OK, doodle that was hilarious!

[Calvin]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 1:49pm

Call me Ishmael, as I will buy the flowers myself in this epoch of belief and incredulity, though you'd probably rather hear about my lousy childhood and all that David Copperfield kind of crap.

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 2:21pm

I was waiting for some Calvin input, as a writer for real. Now let me try and figure out what he wrote...

[Calvin]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 2:30pm

Ha! The best writers steal shamelessly.

If you want to steal from me, here's an opening sentence that was actually published long, long ago.

Water hazards and sand traps took a back seat to a real danger at the Freeport Municipal Golf Course on Tuesday — chlorine gas.

(that was the first thing of mine that came up in a google search that is not from a publication that currently employs me)

[Jane2]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 2:31pm

I see, Calvin. Well, we all need the day job!

[Calvin]

Posted: 2/11/09 at 2:32pm

Nobody died or even threw up a little. It was a real bummer.


Hey -- that can be my novel opening!