“One should be able to return to the first sentence of a novel and find the resonances of the entire work.” — Gloria Naylor
By PJ Parrish
I just wrote the two most fearsome words in the crime writer’s lexicon:
CHAPTER ONE
There’s nothing after that. Just an empty page. Just whiteness, as desolate and lonely as a snow-covered field in the Michigan woods.
Wait, that’s not bad! Maybe I can use that. . .
No. No, no, no. This book is not set in winter, you moron! You can’t drag out another over-wrought weather opening. Stop it! Besides, you used up all your snowy field metaphors in your second book. Yeah, I know it was 2001 and you’re counting on the fact that no one will remember. But you’re not going to get away with it. You have to be fresh!
I stare at the screen. The curser pulses like a dying heartbeat. Twenty minutes pass. The field of snow is still there. I start rifling through my cerebral filing cabinet for inspiration. I give up and Google quotes about how hard writing is.
Writing a novel is like making love, but it’s also like having a tooth pulled. Pleasure and pain. Sometimes it’s like making love while having a tooth pulled. –Dean Koontz
Writing a novel is a terrible experience, during which the hair often falls out and the teeth decay. — Flannery O’Connor
Writing fiction is for me a fraught business, an occasion of daily dread for at least the first half of the novel, and sometimes all the way through. The work process is totally different from writing nonfiction. You have to sit down every day and make it up. — Joan Didion
Gee, thanks guys. I feel a whole lot better now. Not. Just knowing that every other writer has the same problems getting traction as I do does not make me feel any less inadequate.
Maybe if I blog about this, it will help. Okay, you can’t write your opening line until you know what your story is about, right? You have to have an idea. Or a concept. Or a note that you scribbled on that pad beside your bed. Or maybe a great title got seared into your brain after those three scotches. See James’s Sunday post here.
Wait, that happened to me once. I got an idea for a title — Island of Bones — and had no idea, concept or plot. All I saw was the title in my head, but everything flowed from there. That book almost wrote itself.
Mostly though, whenever I start a new book, I stare at the empty white screen with a slow-burn panic building in my chest. Because usually I am one of those pathetic constipated creatures who can’t move forward on a story until I have the first line. (See Gloria Naylor quote at top).
Hey, the first sentence is important. Don’t we preach that all the time here at TKZ? A great opening line is a promise you make to your reader that they are in for something special, a hell of a ride. No pressure, right?
One of my writing heroes, Joyce Carol Oates, says “The first sentence can’t be written until the last sentence is written.” That is not some Buddha-esque mumbo-jumbo. Oates is saying that a great opening line comes from you the writer having a complete understanding of what your book is about at its soul. And usually that is something you discover not at the first step but during the journey.
Which tells me that I shouldn’t be sweating this first line so much. I should just get something down and move on. But the habits of this old dog die hard.
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Maybe it’s helpful to try to pin down the qualities of a great opening line.
It can be vivid or surprising. It immediately sets off a spark in your reader’s imagination.
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. — 1984
It can be funny.
“I come from Des Moines. Somebody had to.” — The Lost Continent by Bill Bryson
It can presage something bad to come. Which is what our good First Page Critique submission yesterday was doing, I think, by having the main character jump off a building.
Some years later, on a tug boat in the Gulf of Mexico, Joe Coughlin’s feet were places in a tub of cement. — Live By Night by Dennis Lehane.
Was Lehane paying homage to Gabriel García Márquez?
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice. — 100 Years of Solitude
It can introduce the main character, or more specifically his or her voice.
If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.– Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger
It can be a simple statement of fact, like the iconic “Call me Ismael.” But here’s my favorite:
I had a farm in Africa. — Out of Africa by Isak Dinesen.
Such sadness in the mere use of that past tense.
It can set a mood.
It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York. — The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
It can establish the theme.
Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. — Anna Karenina by Tolstoy
And it can plain beautiful writing. But that beauty has to mean something deeper in the story as it certainly did for Nabokov.
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins.My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth.
Sigh. Now I am really flummoxed. Or maybe just intimidated. Wait, I think something’s brewing. Be right back…
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CHAPTER ONE
Someone was following him. He had noticed it a couple miles back, but only because he was so good at tailing cars himself and had never been made.
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My protagonist is skip tracer who’s great at finding people who don’t want to be found. But now he’s now trying to find his wife, who is dead — or is she? And everyone thinks he did it.
Okay, it’s not perfect. But it’s a start.




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