[identity profile] aeriedraconia.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] writers_loft
We haven't played this game for a while.


The Pick Up line/Opening Line/First line Game

Post the first line of the main story or stories that you are working on.

Then, those of us reading them can reply with:
Does it or doesn't it make you want to read more?

And for the fun of it:
Guess the genre?
Guess what happens next?

Date: 2011-01-27 07:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] knittingknots.livejournal.com
His mother used to tell him when he was a small boy that fairs were the most amazing, wondrous, messy things.

Date: 2011-01-27 07:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starlight83.livejournal.com
Sounds fun! Here's mine (plus the second because my first line is so tiny--sorry for my flagrant disregard for the rules!):

The owl was a bad omen. Nerie found it sitting perched in broad daylight on the naked limb of an old tree just outside the tavern door.

Date: 2011-01-27 01:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lenaf007.livejournal.com
Very cool! Here are the first lines from two pieces I'm working on:

1) No matter what Suzie did, she couldn't convince herself this was a good idea.

2) A throbbing headache was nagging at his temples, and as he slowly traveled toward consciousness, he wondered whether or not he truly wanted to wake up.

Pick up line game

Date: 2011-01-27 10:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jennyharker.livejournal.com
"Sex is the subject of today's sermon," announced Father Miguel Inez.

Date: 2011-01-28 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] secondlongest.livejournal.com
The lonely stretch of highway led them to a small, empty town. A bent and rusty shopping cart lay on it's side in an empty parking lot.

Date: 2011-01-28 08:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-mome-wrath.livejournal.com
The only light was that from the anorexic waning moon, barely enough to line the edges of the dark foliage with the barest edge of silver. Just enough to keep from tripping.

Date: 2011-01-28 09:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vflower.livejournal.com
Laura died at age twenty and no one really knew why.

Date: 2011-01-28 10:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] canaryh.livejournal.com
Maybe, I screamed all the way down.

Date: 2011-01-28 09:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mercury-hall.livejournal.com
"Erica Dane does not know what a tree looks like."

Date: 2011-02-06 08:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] secondlongest.livejournal.com
Here's another opening line from something else I'm working on.

"It has been approximately 91 years, 4 months, and 27 days since we've been in the simulation. Each day is worse than the last."

Date: 2011-02-19 06:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] artierayne.livejournal.com
"Leopold Cates never wanted to be important."
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From: [identity profile] mercury-hall.livejournal.com
I realize it's been a while since this was posted, but I just started something I'm really having trouble with the beginning and logistics of, so I figured I'd throw it out there.

We traveled to a world where Morse code became our own personal language. "I suppose this is good," he said in dots and dashes, "since I could never find the right words to tell you how beautiful you are." So I suppose this is good. But I wish I could hear him say my name again.

And just because it's fun...

Date: 2011-03-11 10:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mercury-hall.livejournal.com
Her and her sisters watch him from the forests near his house.

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