But Moliere said, The greater the obstacle, the more glory in overcoming it.
As I leaf through Issue 4 of Pulp Literature, I am struck by the excellent craft of the opening lines throughout. Here’s a challenge for you: match these wonderful first sentences with author and story title.
- I’m baking myself a boyfriend, kneading him out with my hands, my elbows, my shoulders.
- The boy fell last.
- If my mother had insisted it be above the knee, I would have said something.
- My name is Chouko (‘butterfly gGirl’) Takeda, and I was born on August 29th, 1967, in a little town called Slocan, BC, just outside of where the old Japanese internment camp used to be.
- Standing on her front porch, her eyes crinkle up in that way I love, the laugh lines flowing up from her cheeks, the shadows, as the moon rises overhead, lacing her cheeks.
- I was taking a piss and I fell over.
- The fight with Carollus was the end of my formal training as a magician.
- There is a particular and odious smell that permeates the underworld.
- Soldier, Wake by Susanna Kearsley
- Victory Girl by Ace Baker
- Doughboy Lovers and the Appetites of Desire by Karlo Yeager
- Things to Live For by Richard Gropp
- Blackthorne & Rose: Agents of DIRE by KG McAbee
- Below the Knee by Susan Pieters
- The Death of Me by KL Mabbs
- Allaigna’s Song: Overture by JM Landels
We will send a free ebook issue of your choice if you are the first person to correctly match these first lines with their titles. Put your answers in the comment section below.
First pages and opening lines… say, what was Moliere’s first line? I checked out the start of his most famous oeuvre, Tartuffe….
“Mme. Pernelle: Let’s go, Flipote, let’s go. I hate this place.”
Not bad at all, sir. Well played.