A cold rain poured upon the mountaintop graveyard and refused to let up. Drenched, my six cousins and I carried grandpa to his final resting place. Each step sunk our Sunday-best shoes deeper in the mud. Little by little we approached the shelter of a blue tent, a promised reprieve from the miserable weather.
Of the grandchildren, I am by far the oldest, the shortest, and the heaviest. They did their best, bless them, nevertheless their young arms assigned me the lion’s share of the load. We set the casket in its place and stood, as instructed, near the edge of the tent. Pall-bearer’s row, I called it.
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Probably five lines too long. Sorry. I did not want to end mid-thought. As always, a search for a better more refined opening... an all important task...
You had something more specific in #2 version:
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Grandpa said that when it comes to fate, there are two groups of people. Most own their own fate. Only a few are marked from the very start. And for those, Murphy's Law wears iron boots.
While it needed a more careful and unmistakable presentation, I confess I liked it better than #3's first sentence. Just a thought, but instead of saying that Grandpa said it, just say it as the first sentence like it's a statement of fact:
There are two groups of people in this world. Most own their own fate. Murphy's Law wears iron boots for the rest.
Something like that.
Send me the rest if you like.
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I'll mull that over. I guess my reasoning was I wanted the grandparent to do more then be dead in first chapter. Plus, if the reader pieces it together, they can see a certain irony in that the grandfather said this.
Perhaps the idea behind that phrase can even keep cropping up later, when Scott meets a person who definitely belongs to one group or the other. Then Scott has something specific and concrete to have this thought about, and we get a sense of the connection he had with his grandfather.
There's a scene that was cut from Pulp Fiction, where Uma Thurman tells John Travolta there are two kinds of people in this world: Elvis people, and Beatles people. But then they never say what kind of people they are! Considering the restaurant they go to, they're definitely Elvis people. It's a wonderful example of showing vs. telling. As I watched the rest of the movie, I found myself "marking" all the characters as Beatles people or Elvis people (maybe that's why it was cut).
Anyway, my point on this is that in your story, when Scott meets someone, he puts them in one group or the other. The reader will be doing the same thing. Sometimes you should reveal what group Scott puts them in, and sometimes let the reader do it. If you want to deal with themes of fate, will, or destiny, this may be a useful tool to use once in a while throughout your story to help it cohere.
Again, just a thought. Like Beavis with a flickering, dim Christmas bulb over his head.
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No matter what he does, no matter how much he wants to control his own fate, he finds he never had a say in it. In fact, protagonist becomes a case study in Group B.