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Aliette de Bodard just posted the first sentences of her last five stories, and I thought it looked like fun. So here are mine.
The Wentworths of Long Parkmead had the regard of their neighbors in every respect. (Shades of Milk and Honey)
As the ventilator pushed air into his lungs, Samuel savored the brine from the sea. (”Locked In”)
His keys dropped, rattling on the parquet floor. (”For Solo Cello, op. 12″)
When the matriarch announced that she was sending the sixteen members of Pimi’s small-family across the ocean to settle in Repp-Virja, Pimi thought it the end of her life. (”The Bride Replete”)
Tags: For Solo Cello op. 12, Journal, WritingA liveried manservant waited by the front stairs of Fairbairn Hall as if he expected to take the reins of a horse. (”Ginger Stuyvesant and the Case of the Haunted Nursery”)
Hey, it’s a fun game
Love the opening to Shades of Milk and Honey. So Jane Austen
I’ll play. I’ll post the first line of my last five stories this evening.
I’ll play: Posted here!
I played too!
I really like “For Solo Cello, op. 12.″
Here’s mine.
Cool. I’m off to look at yours.
Paul, “For Solo Cello, op. 12″ just came out in Cosmos. My contributor copy arrived today, in fact.