First Lines
First lines from the five things I've worked on most recently:
In the Aftermath of Rain:
For years afterward, they called it the 'Explosion,' though nothing had actually exploded.
The untitled Spicy Slipstream Story I won't finish in time to sub to the anthology:
On Thursday, Rosemary woke to find a ghost in bed with her.
In Lieu of Flying Monkeys
"What are you doing? What the bloody hell are you doing?"
"I'm fixing lunch," Zen replied imperturbably. Everyone said Zen was imperturbable--well, they didn't use that word usually. They said things like 'so calm' or 'quiet' or 'who?'
Later, There will be Fireworks
Every Friday morning, Tillie has a seizure.
Revolution
I once slept with an Irish revolutionary.
I was twenty-one and I don't know how old he was. For ten years afterward, on the anniversary of the day he left, I'd get an unsigned St. Patrick's day card in the mail
Comments
I want to read all of these!
Posted by: TMcG | October 13, 2005 11:35 PM
I'd like to write all of them.
Although I don't actually know what two of those stories are about (that doesn't stop me from working on one of them right now, though...)
Posted by: debco | October 14, 2005 05:17 AM
In Lieu of Flying Monkeys is my favorite. :)
Posted by: PamM | October 21, 2005 08:14 PM