Where else can you find opening lines like these ones from my writing idol, Joshilyn Jackson:
From A Grown Up Kind of Pretty:
I never would have known about the other Mosey Slocumb if Tyler Baines hadn’t brought his mullet head and a chain saw over to murder my mom’s willow tree. I wouldn’t have bet someone else’s dollar that Tyler Baines, of all people, would be the one to discover her. Tyler Baines was not the discovery type. He was more the patchy-chin-pubes, tats, dirty-white-truck type. He was totally hooked on Red Man, too, so he spewed brown juice like a cricket everyplace he went. Last year my mom nicknamed him the Mighty Un-Butt Crack, because she said he was a single flash of ass plumage away from being the walking definition of a redneck.
And from Gods in Alabama:
There are gods in Alabama: Jack Daniel’s, high school quarterbacks, trucks, big tits, and also Jesus. I left one back there myself, back in Possett. I kicked it under the kudzu and left it to the roaches.
What are your favorite opening lines from novels? Let me know in the comments section below. I’d loooove to hear from you!