Friday Five First Sentences - 08/19/05

Here’s the Friday First Five Sentences from me this week:

• The Stetson, the long black trenchcoat, the boots with the spurs, the crossed gun belts on her hips, all worked together to make the figure in the shadows a distinct contrast to the dirty skyscrapers and aircars of the mid-twenty-first century.
• Ceanna knew she could not return to her king without the head of the assassin as an honor price for the lost prince.
• Lucy shopped for men the same way she shopped for sunglasses — she liked them dark and fashionable with an air of mystery.
• Sadie was tired of people asking if she was a lesbian just because she was thirty-something and a virgin like that was the next obvious conclusion.
• The back room of The Third Eye Bookstore was a smokey din of incense and potion-making and the chatter of spellcasters discussing the various merits of elements used in wand-making or the latest gossip.

Feel free to leave your own in the comments or post them on your blog and leave me a link.

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One comment

1. on August 19, 2005 at 5:49 pm

   monkeypup said:

   This is an awesome idea. Really cool. And well done, I must say. Here are my sad attempts…

   I stared at the empty cradle, the stuffed animals within laughing and mocking me.

   I watched him enter the store, waiting for the jingle of the bell over the door to cease before I ran quickly to his car.

   If Terry had known what had happened that night, while she slept, she would likely have hit the snooze button that morning, or maybe turned her alarm off all together.

   The sky that morning was as blue as I had ever seen it, with not even a hint of the horrors that would soon appear, marring the beauty with streaks of red and black.

   This must be what it feels like to die, Li thought, despondantly kicking a stone into the reservoir and watching the ripples roll across its oily surface.

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