Years ago, before I started writing fiction, I “always wanted” to. For many years, I wanted to write a story, a novel. I would come up a great opening line or two, but then not have a clue what to do with it.
Then, on my way home from work one day, I outlined a novel in my head and it became One Night in Bridgeport, my first novel. And, what I refer to as my story storm door blew wide open. Dozens of short stories and a couple of novels later, I think I’m back there again.
I went camping last week and had an interaction with a fellow camper that gave me an idea for the beginning of the story. It goes like this…
I called her Chicago because that was the only name I had for her.
And I have an idea for what is to follow, but I have no idea how to write it. I love that opening line, but just don’t understand how the words that follow put themselves together.
P.S. I haven’t given up on this idea. I’m working on it. I’ll see what happens with it. Just thought I’d share another idea on where I’m at with my writing.
It’s a great opening line for sure. I’d love to see where you take it.
Sounds like a killer opening to me, but one of those projects where you might have to feel your way along as you go. So often I get a line that sticks in my head and gets a whole book going, but a lot of the time that line doesn’t make it to the last draft!
Well, now you’ve gone and done it. To the extent I had an idea about this story it was always a short story. Now, thanks to you, I’m pondering what could be…
I’m really sorry. The last thing anyone needs is a novel that demands to be written…
Great opening line! Just go with it. Write and don’t let that little voice stop you. You must have it in your head for a reason. Don’t doubt it.
Thank you. I’m working on it.
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