Jett Gallatin expected trouble in Alsop, Texas—but not zombies.
Mercedes LackeyTags: first-sentence zombies
This is how it feels to die: It starts from outside and works its way in.
Sarah WylieTags: first-sentence dying
I might be the villain of this story.
Rebecca MakkaiTags: first-sentence villains
There once was a woman named Story Easton who couldn't decide if she should kill herself, or eat a double cheeseburger.
Elizabeth LeiknesTags: first-sentence fairy-tales suicide
Deep down, Story Easton knew what would happen if she attempted to off herself—she would fail It was a matter of probability. This was not a new thing, failure. She was, had always been, a failure of fairy-tale proportion. Quitting wasn’t Story’s problem. She had tried, really tried, lots of things during different stages of her life—Girl Scours, the viola, gardening, Tommy Andres from senior year American Lit—but zero cookie sales, four broken strings, two withered azalea bushes, and one uniquely humiliating breakup later, Story still had not tasted success, and with a shriveled-up writing career as her latest disappointment, she realized no magic slippers or fairy dust was going to rescue her from her Anti-Midas Touch. No Happily Ever After was coming.
So she had learned to find a certain comfort in failure. In addition to her own screw-ups, others’ mistakes became cozy blankets to cuddle, and she snuggled up to famous failures like most people embrace triumph.
The Battle of Little Bighorn—a thing of beauty.
The Bay of Pigs—delicious debacle.
The Y2K Bug—gorgeously disappointing fuck-up.
Geraldo’s anti-climactic Al Capone exhumation—oops!
Jaws III—heaven on film.
Tattooed eyeliner—eyelids everywhere, revolting. Really revolting.
Fat-free potato chips—good Lord, makes anyone feel successful.
Tags: humor first-sentence failure
Thanatos, der alles wusste, stieg in Erwartung des Kommenden die Niederenslinger Hügel hinauf zum Plateau, suchte einen Baumstrunk, setzte sich und wartete. Er trug einen schwarzen Aktenkoffer bei sich, der alle Geduld der Welt enthielt.
Helmut KrausserTags: first-sentence thanatos
Midnight was closing in, the one-legged woman was grievously burned, and the Mumbai police were coming for Abdul and his father.
Katherine BooTags: first-sentence
This morning, my mother didn't get out of bed.
Melina MarchettaTags: first-sentence opening-lines first-lines
It’s funny how one summer can change everything.
Sarah DessenTags: first-sentence opening-lines
It was shaping up as a beautiful morning. The last thing I wanted to hear about was murder.
Jonathan KellermanTags: first-sentence first-lines first
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