Regrets
You need to understand something. I never meant for anyone to die. I know that what we tried to accomplish usually has... what’s that phrase? You know, the one…
Your mission, should you choose to accept it: write the opening to a novel. It can be as short as a sentence or as long as the full 1024. Just entice us so much with the opening that we'll wish like _crazy_ we could read the whole novel! Inspiration and examples, if needed, can be found in this Nanowrimo 2010 thread: http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/node/3699714 or in Sarah Monette's LJ: http://truepenny.livejournal.com/804710.html Good luck! Enjoy!
You need to understand something. I never meant for anyone to die. I know that what we tried to accomplish usually has... what’s that phrase? You know, the one…
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“Escape? We can’t let you escape! How else will we control you?”
It was cold. I’m sure there were other facts that I should have noticed, but at that moment, all that had ever been or would be was the frigid chill freezing…
January 20: _“...without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am…
Her bridal shower was a success. Well over half the people Haley had invited chose to attend. The stars had aligned, and everything was perfect. The guests…