By: Stacey Purcell
Easy reading is damn hard writing. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
“I don’t normally make a habit of hiring thieves as security specialists,” Lucy Sharpe met the cold blue gaze of a man she’d never imagined would return …after she discharged him under a cloud of suspicion. –Taken from Make Her Pay by Roxanne St. Claire
Did this get your attention? Does it make you want to know why he was fired under a cloud of suspicion? Does that suspicion have something to do with the fact that she just called him a thief? And why would he return looking for a job?
Whether you are getting ready to self-pub or send your story out to an agent, your first lines are crucial. Caroline Joy Adams states that the average person reads about 200 words per minute. You only have half that time to get their attention. This means you have 30 seconds to hook your reader to go beyond the first paragraph. Scary, no?
Writers don’t have time to warm up the audience, good fiction starts with something that grabs you and won’t let you go until the last page. Roxanne St. Claire is particularly good at creating first lines that make a million questions roll through your head. I had to read the next sentence because I wanted to know why that guy came looking for a job from a CEO that obviously thought he was a thief….or maybe he was a thief!
I had the opportunity to take a week long workshop called Writing The Breakout Novel led by Donald Maass and he had quite a lot to say. He explains that weak first lines are like a limp handshake- it creates less than stellar impressions and expectations. Unfortunately, we often squander that first opportunity and our lines don’t create a tone, make us ask questions, or yank at our emotions. Remember you only have thirty seconds and you’ve already wasted the first 10.
A great first line pulls us immediately into a story. Donald says that it opens a world in which things are already happening making us want to discover more about this world between the covers of the book. So, what makes first lines effective?
Well, I thought I knew. On the last day, he worked with us on this topic and then asked for volunteers to read their first lines. My hand shot up before my brain could scream loud enough to make it come back down. He called on me. I realized the rash stupidity of my actions as my trembling hand lifted the page sitting on the table. I read-
These people have no idea they’re about to die, he observed, as if looking at lab animals in an unthinkable experiment.
My embarrassment grew as he tilted his head back and forth contemplating the words. Obviously, it wasn’t up there with Hemingway, but it seemed better than Snoopy’s “It was a dark and stormy night.” I could feel the heat creeping up my neck as I waited for the verdict. Then the worst happened, he opened it up for everyone to throw in their opinion. Could I just die?
To make a long story short, the consensus was that it was an OK way to begin, but not so great. Donald thought it was a bit cartoonish, others thought it gave away too much, too soon etc. etc. etc. I survived that day and after I got home to savor many glasses of cabernet, I realized it wasn’t the first line for me. He was right. I revised and this is what I wrote-
The lie was complete.
Blood orange wings audibly flitted above his bed-roll as the Atlas moth made lazy eights, each beat bringing death closer. There was nothing left to do except wait. He marked time with the slow pulsing of the giant moth’s wings as it came to rest on the side of an ancient Banyan tree.
This opening has received a much stronger approval than my old one. What is the lie? Why is death getting closer? Why is he just waiting? My hope is that I’ve created a beginning intriguing enough to pull my readers in.
What are your first lines? Do they pull the reader in? Why don’t you share your strokes of brilliance with us? I’d love to read them!









As always, great advice is found here. It makes me see how much I need to rework my first line. Thanks so much for posting!
Oh, how true, Stacey! Catch ‘em quick and hold ‘em!
This is from the book I’m currently editing.
“Unless you agree to wear cuffs, the boss won’t come.”
Great post. I love the rewrite, “The lie was complete.” I’m rewriting a novel I did 5 years ago. The old opening was “Damn the man.” The new opening is, “All men were devils and the bane of her existence.”
Okay, I’m fairly new to this blog and I’ve really enjoyed it. Funny, I was having this very discussion with my critique group. Two people thought the first line was good, two it didn’t work. So I’m kind of wondering what to do. Here is the line: Relationship coaches are no more than glorified witch doctors intent to make a buck off people’s emotions.
Sylvia
“Crazy wench! Let go!”
Great post Stacey, and oh so true. You rocked it again, today.
Stacey, good job! You and Donald are right about the first line–it’s incredibly important. Best wishes to you
I’m so glad you find our blog useful to you, Kristina. I’m a late comer to Muse Tracks and what kept me coming back was the great advice I found from the other authors as well.I’m proud to be a member of this team now! If you feel brave, come back and post your first line- you might get some great advice.
Oh the questions dancing in my head, Tess!!!! What a terrific first line- my mind is chock full of questions. Congrats on putting your work out there for sale. I know you’ll sell a million!
As always, an excellent post.
“Another day, another dead body.”
Hey Anna K.L.- I actually like both of your versions. A simple “Damn the man” could open up so many possibilities, but the “bane of my existence’ is a strong beginning as well. I don’t know…that’s a hard pick!
Sylvia, thanks for sharing your first line. Because writing, as with any of the arts, is subjective, you’ll never get a hundred percent agreement on which is the best. Remember, you’re the author and in the end you are the one calling the shots.
That being said, I’ll take a stab at your line. What if you reworded slightly- …glorified witch doctors making a buck off people’s emotions. I think that makes it a bit smoother. Just my opinion, take it for what it’s worth. Thanks for commenting and welcome to Muse Tracks!
“No, you crazy wench, YOU let go!!” HAHAHAHA
This is a great first line! It lands us right in the middle of some kind of conflict and we automatically want to know what’s going on. I love it.
Thanks for the compliment.
Thanks for commenting, Bethany! Donald Maass is often always right…sigh. He was a wonderful teacher and I’m looking forward to his workshop here in Houston in November. Story Masters should be terrific and he’s teaming up with folks like Chris Vogler!!
Hmmmmmm another day, another dead body…wow, if that doesn’t get the questions rolling, I don’t know what will! Thanks for sharing that with us, Susan.
Thanks Stacey!! That simple rewording made it a lot smoother. Oh you are so right about not getting 100% agreement ever. Some days they make feel like I’m a budding New York Times bestseller and the next day I’m back in first grade learning all over again.
Love the another day, another dead body opening. I’d definately keep reading.
Sylvia
How’s this?
“Dinner was going wonderfully until my date for the evening, a pneumatically arranged and quite expensive companion named Cécile, pitched forward into her vichyssoise, her blood turning the chilled soup the color of borscht. To make things interesting, we were precisely one hundred sixty-three feet four inches in the air, seated on a platform holding six dinner guests and a small orchestra.
All in all, it wasn’t the finest evening of my life….”
Hey Sylvia- Glad you like my suggestion. I want my blog to be a place where we can share our trials and tribulations.
I SO know what you mean about your feelings changing from one day to the next. I’m on that particular roller coaster myself. The good news is that most writers are there with us so we’re never on that ride alone!
William this is very good, but can I take a try at it? Seated on a platform one hundred and sixty-three feet four inces in the air, dinner was going wonderful until my paid companion named Cecile, pitched forward into her vichyssoise, her blood turning the chilled soup the color of borscht.
I just found the seating arrangement to be interesting and thought that maybe by adding it to the beginning, the reader would wonder what they were doing up in the air.
Didn’t mean to overstep my bounds here, but yours intriqued me.
Sylvia
Hello Sweet William- I LOVE your beginning! I’ve also had the privilege of reading some of your other writings and know I would expect nothing less.
Not only does Will’s first line draw us into the middle of a murder, they are on a platform with no escape. The sniper could put a bullet into anyone of them. I like the fact that you don’t say any of that. You gave us just enough to build the scene in our heads and then we’re off to discover just what the heck happened.
I also know that you are using the construct of your first line almost like a signature. I think that is brillant!
Loved this post, Stacey! You’ve hooked me for sure with that line!
First line from the short story I’m working on.
A bead of sweat dripped off the tip of her button nose as she worked the tight ropes secured around her tiny wrists.
Another hmmmmmm. Slyvia has an interesting point. It is a very unique place to be having dinner (BTW This is a real dinner option. It’s called Dinner In The Sky)
I guess it depends on what you want to highlight, the murder or the setting first.
Sylvia, I see where you’re going, and I’ll play with it..:) Getting the setup front and center always works.
Stacey, you flatter me..:) But yes, a big ‘hook’ is something I know I like, so I aim for it.
Melissa, you got me! I definitely have to read more of this and find out who this is, what’s going on, what she’s gotten into. Knowing you, it’ll be a wild ride…:)
Thanks Melissa!
I can’t wait to read the short story and attend your book launch!
Focusing in on minute details like the bead of sweat dripping off her nose is a good way to create a mental picture for your reader. It puts you into the character’s life immediately which launches you directly into the story….uhmm why are her wrists tied up? You didn’t change genres now did you?? mwahahaha
Wow Melisa, love that first line and I have to read on to find out how she gets herself out of this situation and who tied her up. Very curious.
You know babe — you hooked me the second I first saw you. 30 seconds would have been a life-time. If I was a publisher…..
Thank you so much, Peter. If 30 seconds is a lifetime then I want hundreds of lifetimes with you.
Thanks, Stacey. I do like both openings, but since I totally rewrote the beginning (to the point of chopping off 75 pages), “…the bane of her existance” opening worked better. But I like “Damn the man,” and may use it in the future.
Sylvia and Stacey, you got me re-thinking! How’s this?
“We were precisely one hundred sixty-three feet four inches in the air, seated on a platform holding six dinner guests and a small orchestra. The evening was going wonderfully until my date, an exquisitely expensive woman named Cécile, pitched forward into her vichyssoise, her blood turning the chilled soup the color of borscht.
At that moment, I realized ‘Dinner In The Sky’ might not have been a good idea….”
Wow Will, this is a tough call because I liked the last one so much.
Because it’s such an unusual venue, starting with the place might be the better choice. It captures your attention because of the location hanging high in the sky for dinner. The fact that a murder occurs while they’re up there definitely seals the reader’s attention!
At Stacy’s suggestion (and I listen to all suggestions to improve my work):
Andrassi Sternhagen gave a gentle tug backward on the cue stick, his left arm outstretched in front of him. His fingertips rested against the tautness of the felt. The smooth coolness of wood glided between his tented knuckles as he pulled, his upper body angled close over the edge of the billiard table in anticipation of the forthcoming shot. He tilted his head, positioning his ear closer, listening for the slightest variation.
Then a rewrite after reading the blog:
He tilted his head, positioning his ear closer, listening for the slightest variation.
His fingertips rested against the taut felt. The smooth coolness of wood glided between his tented knuckles as he gave a gentle tug backward on the cue stick, his upper body angled close over the edge of the billiard table in anticipation of the forthcoming shot.
I do like your second version better! The first sentence made me ask a ton of questions. What was he feeling as he readied himself for this shot. Was it do or die? Just another Saturday night at the corner bar? You might want to give a hint as to the emotional stakes of this scene for the character. If we know it matters immensely to the character then it will matter to us just that much more! Good Job!
Thanks bunches, Stacey. I think the new first line works better as well. Looks like a rewrite of the new 2nd paragraph is also in order.
Good Luck!