Top Ten Tuesday is hosted by That Artsy Reader Girl. You can find each week’s topic on her site.
This week’s topic is opening lines. I love a good opening line in a book. I’m not sure if these are my top ten, but they’re ten that I remember standing out when I read them.
I’m on the toilet at the 9:30 Club, and I’m wondering how mermaids pee.
“Oranges don’t have nipples,” says Sophie.
I park our cart by the display pyramid, pointedly ignoring her. You could say there’s a part of me that doesn’t want to discuss nipples with my twelve-year-old sister in the Target produce section. And that part of me. Is all of me.
King Sref of Cavanos watches me with the deadened eyes of a raven circling a corpse-patient, waiting to devour me the second I let my guard down. I briefly debate telling him humans don’t taste all that good, until I remember normal girls don’t eat people.
I placed my thumb and forefinger on the icy flesh, spreading it taut above the breastbone as Uncle had showed me.
They’ve never found the body of the first and only boy who broke my heart.
And they never will.
I’m going to die today.
Definitely for a few minutes and maybe forever.
I didn’t mean to kill Josh Harper.
Really, I didn’t. It’s just that I was nervous, and condoms are more complicated than I was expecting, and one thing led to another and-well.
Now there’s blood everywhere and he’s dead.
Spontaneity is overrated.
They say there’s a fine line between love and hate.
I used to say They were idiots. Most people are. What could some faceless They know about love? Or hate for that matter. But then I dated Veronica Matthews.
I spent the last hour wondering if I would die tonight.
What are some of your favorite first lines? Is a good first line (or paragraph) important to you when you start a book?