When I young I wanted to die a hero. I’m not sure if it was the dying or the heroism that appealed to me. I suppose I just wanted a goal I was sure to partially accomplish. I told a teacher this once: she said that people who wanted to die couldn’t be heroes. I told her that people who wanted to live couldn’t stay them. I don’t know that either of us properly understood my point at the time; I’ve been dead for two hours and I still don’t entirely grasp it.
I should mention I died at the mall. It was not heroic; it was barely eventful. I just wound down and stopped. It was like my knot came untied and the world went slack.
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I'd maybe drop "I should mention" from the last bit, maybe.
I'll read. I love a good zombie story, and this one seems promising.
~Sheena
"It isn't 13 lines--is there a reason you cut it a few lines short?"
I would had to had to cut out at a oddly jarring point in the paragraph otherwise. I almost went with just the fist section, but figured I should provide a little more context.
“This is a great opening. Count me in if you're looking for readers.”
“I'll read. I love a good zombie story, and this one seems promising.”
Excellent, thank you. Uh..I’m not sure how this works: do I just email it to you as a word doc, or is there some more arcane method the workshop prefers?
"That's me, yup. I died..."
I can't remember the movie, but that is what springs to mind. It has a retrospective, summary quality, that is similar to your other recent intro.
It's not entirely intentional, but I do like to start with an implied statement of who the character was, before I begin the journey into who they will become. It's not something I force into every story, but both this one and Bristles are more internal character studies, so it felt appropriate.
Good observation.
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