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We were so naïve, made of chalk drawings of suns and cubes in the drive, paisley jumpers or jeans with holes and mud under fingernails.
To think, a stick was just a stick and not a sword or a metaphor between us. And our multiplying freckles were only signs of age, not beauty or relics of kisses left by angels and mothers and you.
We left the only magic in the rows of planted pines miles between our houses, not the circles of mushrooms or the tree-rain that lingered every day after four.
What we were, we never
by =bekkia
Crafting a First SentenceI am the ficklest of readers. It's possible to bore me on the first line of your book. I'm not the only one. There are scores of people who don't even like reading. Your task, if you choose to accept it, is to make them care. Make them want to read. Make them fall in love with your characters. When your protagonist dies at the end, they better cry their little reader eyes out.Crafting a First Sentence
But how do you get the fickle modern reader to do that?
It all starts with your first sentence.
To get an idea of what we're doing, let's look at some famous first sentences and what they accomplish (or don't). &nbs
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