While waiting for my husband in the car, an opening sentence came to me. I don't know where it's headed, or if I'm going to do anything more than just this:
Rebecca was wearing her lucky jeans the day she got kidnapped.
Thanks to you both. I think it's a story about someone that discovers there are two kinds of luck (good and bad). Towards the end, she discovers there's a third type of luck (make your own).
We'll see. I get opening lines all the time, but most of them never become anything more than that, because they just don't catch me.
Thank you for posting a comment! I know that sounds a little needy, and maybe it is. I mean, I don't need comment validation to know that I exist, right? But I like to know that someone else (maybe you?) has read what I wrote and felt moved enough to reply. So, thank you.
try notching out a rough plot :) I have a notebook I keep rough plots in and this way I always have a story to muse over *grin*
ReplyDeleteThat is a good first sentence. Good for you. I have to think of mine and I hate thinking.
ReplyDeleteThanks to you both. I think it's a story about someone that discovers there are two kinds of luck (good and bad). Towards the end, she discovers there's a third type of luck (make your own).
ReplyDeleteWe'll see. I get opening lines all the time, but most of them never become anything more than that, because they just don't catch me.