So, how did you start?

Mine was "There can’t be heroes without villians in the world."

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She stumbled her way past the garbage and litter of the bad side of town, sliding my way through the mounting clutter and the crates that piled up, breathing a sigh of relief as she made it through.

NaNoWriMo 09: Grasps Of Reality
NaNoWriMo 10: The Child Inside {GoR Prequel}
Important Characters: 8
Character Deaths: 1 planned
Dares used: 6
Dream sequences: 3 or 4
Species Used: 5
Beverage Of Choice: Coffee <3

I had my first boyfriend when I was ten. Todd was a dead frog pickled in a fish tank, but we had some good times anyway.

"If you really want to understand his Enfant Terribility, take a little walk through this cramped doorway in this cramped crawl through to the biggest room on the ship aside from the kitchen: It is the menagerie."

poetT / Teri
ML in the black hat

I think I wrote the lousiest first few pages I've ever written (I'm usually decently good at beginnings). My first sentence wasn't a grammatical sentence at all, as it was dialogue:

"Rosamond."

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You know when I start with the protagonists name it's not getting off so hot...>.>

Using NaNo to complete my second book in this imagined series...

In Search of Truth: The Sherwood Chronicles
1. Stained
2. Forest of Lies (written!)
3. Unbroken
4. The Bow (NaNo)
and hopefully more...

Think about rain.

(And then I wrote myself into a corner and had to start from a new point, so this is more like my first sentence of the *story*:

"Elijah, do you ever wonder how the world got here?")

What does it say about you when one of the most challenging aspects of your life is going to the grocery store?

Denise, mom to 6 kids ranging from 22 years to 27 months
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"I'm home."

To victory!

The first thing that I remember is the pain.

It's not the best thing that I've ever written, but it added 9 whole words to my count and for that I am grateful.

Thanks to the prompting of teamevil and inkwet:

"They were all dead: to begin with."

Scorpio

First little paragraph: I awaken as I always do, the dark hitting my eyelids. I feel a sense of pressure and a dense voidness inside of me. Hunger.

I'm having an insanely good time to start with. Cheers!

Forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit.

"Long-stemmed glasses clinking and ringing against one another." I started with a dinner party :3

All writing begins life as a first draft, and first drafts are never any good. They're not supposed to be.
- Patricia T. O'Conner

Your personal day of death is December 10, 2009.

Adjectives on the typewriter
He moves his words like a prize fighter
The frenzied pace of the mind inside the cell
-Cake

It is a terrible thing to be the new girl at school.

The Hylin were a proud, spacefaring race who evolved millions of years ago on a planet most of them consider little more then a fable from a quiet and unassuming six-legged vertebrate omnivore species.

I would insert a signature here but a dancing chicken stole it.

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"September 11, 2001 is a day that will live in the hearts and minds of Americans forever."

This is the first line from a speach by the President of the United States where he proclaims that the first ammendment of the Constitution is changing to remove the freedom of religion. Worship is now a crime...

Amendment One -2009

"A word after a word/after a word is power" - Margaret Atwood

Jacob, that sounds like a book I would pick up off the shelf and read. Unless of course I was in the mood to ignore the dangers to our freedoms and prefered to spend the day with my head in the sand.

I haven't written my first sentence yet, but the first sentence I wrote was:

Five people became ill during orbital insertion.

Sounds a bit kinky in isolation.

“Luke: What's in there?
Yoda: Only what you take with you.”

And, watching the pencil slide across the paper’s surface, precise and natural, the boy’s fingers tensed around it almost without tension, in utter comfort, it would sound stupid to say there was anything wrong with him.

2006: Reaper
2007: Anatomy of an Eyeball
2008: Untitled
2009: Mouthing Useless Into Silence

Kissing Todd started this summer.

I wrote a 32 handwritten story and this is the way that I began my novel. I started at the begining of the story, but it has changed and no longer resembles my short story.

excert:

I was lounging in the break room one afternoon with my co-workers, Brenda and Nicki. Brenda was leafing through a magazine and with unexpected excitement she said, “Hey gang, here’s a quiz we can all take.

True love has no limits
No time constraints
No conditions
It is given freely.
©Deanna Morris

That was supposed to read ... 32 page handwritten story

True love has no limits
No time constraints
No conditions
It is given freely.
©Deanna Morris

My hand grasps a hunk of beige carpet. I pull myself with one arm through the threshold, kick the door closed behind me, and just lay there for a moment, feeling the blood start to drain slower and slower. I sigh. The bleeding may have stopped, but there’s still the sickening sensation of painful warmth somewhere near my lungs.

(We first meet Victor after a bout of internal bleeding because he was out in the sunlight. Happy, ain't it?)

"What are you doing here? I thought I killed you yesterday!" grumbled Albi quite racistly.
"No, Albi. You didn't kill me with your dragon flames. I crawled to safety, but you did leave me very badly disfigured," laughed the boy.
-Flight of the Conchords

It was hardly anything to be said about getting to meet your guardian angel for the first time.

It's most likely going to change once I edit this story.