I was inspired by Cristian’s Blog Post Opening Lines. Bleating = Blog Cheating! I loved Cristian’s post so I stole it, added it to mine, gave it my flair and TA DA – it’s mine. All mine, mine, mine!!
You know I had to check on ours so far. And here they are. I hate to say it but my nod goes to James Joyce, “The Portrait of Young Artist?” Who else could start a serious novel with Mookows?
Which is your favorite?
1. Ulyssess –
STATELY, PLUMP BUCK MULLIGAN CAME FROM THE STAIRHEAD, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.
2. The Great Gatsby
In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.
3. Portrait of a Young Artist
Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo…
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul.
5. Brave New World
A squat grey building of only thirty-four storeys. Over the main entrance the words “Central London Hatchery and Conditioning Centre” and, in a shield, the World State’s Motto: “Community, Identity, Stability”.
6. The Sound and the Fury
Through the fence, between the curling flower spaces, I could see them hitting.
It was love at first sight. The first time Yossarian saw the chaplain he fell madly in love with him.
8. Darkness at Noon
The cell door slammed behind Rubashov.
9. Sons and Lovers
‘The Bottoms’ succeeded to ‘Hell Row’.
10. The Grapes of Wrath (I count this as me starting this novel!)
To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth.