…are first lines. Come on and hit me with your best shot. Tell me the first line of your novel in progress. Of course, I say that and my first shot, so to speak, may be way off the mark, but here it is (until I change it again)–Mercie put on red lipstick and rehearsed her lies.
Ooooo….I like that. I gave you my first line in the previous post, so…ta.
Ha. A big “ta” right back at you, Shelli!
I already gave a first line, too, but I have more than one story in the works, so here’s another first line of a short-story draft.
I loved him much more after he died.