I READ CANADIAN (and first lines)

And I hope you read Canadian, too. November 8th is I Read Canadian Day this year – a day set aside to celebrate Canadian books. I was thinking of first lines of novels the other day, and as a writer and a reader, I know how important those first lines are. When I begin reading a novel written by a favorite writer (after I’ve read their Acknowledgements, which is a habit I have), the first line immediately lets me know that I’m in good hands, and that I’m about to enter a world that will engage me and my emotions and cause me to become invested in that world’s people.

So, here are my novels’ first lines:

A HARE IN THE ELEPHANT’S TRUNK (Red Deer Press, 2010)

PROLOGUE: “Jacob held his pointer finger just above his thumb, forming a small, rectangular box in the air. He closed one eye, held the box up to his open eye, and trapped puny little Majok in the frame.”

AND CHAPTER ONE: “From the gnarled branches high in the leafy baobab, Jacob saw Mama kneeling by the river. Even in the blue-gray dusk, with the sun glowing red on the horizon, he could see that she was the most beautiful of all the mothers, like a queen with a crown of braids.”

THE POWER OF HARMONY (Red Deer Press, 2013)

CHAPTER ONE: “The mirror on the back of the bathroom door’s all cloudy. Makes me look like an angel. A skinny, freckly angel in an itchy white dress. I’ve got the voice of an angel, too. That’s what my music teacher tells me. Only I don’t want to be in God’s heavenly choir. Not yet. Since that’s just a nice way of saying somebody died.”

ROCKET MAN (Red Deer Press, 2014)

CHAPTER ONE: “First day of basketball tryouts. The gym smells like rotten socks and last year’s sneakers. It’d be a fail, a colossal fail, to play D2 in Grade 8. I’ve gotta make Division 1 this year. I’m warming up, doing some power crossovers, when Roy Williams struts up to me, steals my ball, slam-dunks it, then hangs off the rim for about an hour, doing chin-ups.”

TALKING TO THE MOON (Red Deer Press, 2018)

CHAPTER ONE: “My real mother, Moonbeam Dupuis, disappeared on March 20th, 2008. On my fourth birthday. 2,699 days ago. Sir Isaac Newton died on that same date, only in 1727. He was the first scientist to notice that water could separate light into all the colors of the spectrum. Sir Isaac discovered gravity too – the invisible force that keeps us stuck to the earth, like what roots do for trees, so we’re not all the time astronaut-floating. Hugs are one of my Dislikes, but sometimes it feels like the earth’s not wrapping its invisible arms around me tight enough. Like gravity and my missing mother are both avoiding me. Part of me disappeared with Moonbeam. Since it’s an inside bit, the only one who knows it’s gone is me.”

SAY WHAT YOU MEAN ( Nevermore Press, 2019)

CHAPTER ONE: “I didn’t even know you were lost and needed to be found. Until we saw the note – under one of the scratch-and-sniff pizza magnets on the fridge. One of those yellow sticky notes you keep in your shirt pocket, the ones you leave the riddle clues on when we play hide-and-seek up at Gram’s. Only this was one messed-up clue. “GONE OUT WEST TO FIND MYSELF. SORRY.”

THE HERMIT (Nimbus Publishing, 2020)

CHAPTER ONE: “Hey, Danny! Wait up.” Huh? Why does he sound so far away? I look back over my shoulder at mini Ben, still at the very bottom of the mountain I just got done climbing. I collapse onto a massive log, help myself to some tasty wild blueberries, and prepare to wait for my super-slow friend.”

Interesting to type out these lines, especially since I wrote them years ago, but I remember so well the hundreds of times I rewrote these lines, and in fact, the entire first chapters of each of my novels. When I visit schools, kids are always surprised to hear that my novels all took more than three years to write – sometimes I’ll start something, then leave it for a time to work on something else, but the editing process is soooo… long. I started working on some of my picture books a dozen years before they were published ! I love working with editors because I know we’re both working toward creating a stronger book – and they have such great eyes for detail. And I’ve had the opportunity to work with some of the best in the business!

If you’re reading a Canadian book this week, which one is it? Happy reading!

SAY WHAT YOU MEAN (Mean What You Say) – an excerpt

Publishers (like Nevermore Press/Trap Door Books in Lunenburg) are asking authors to contribute some online content in these days of homeschooling; not sure if this link will work, but here it is, in case you have 15 spare minutes – personally, I’m using my spare time trying to learn to sing harmony – a lifelong goal. Let’s just say I’m not a natural… Stay well, stay home, stay sanitized!

First lines, and a New Year

I’ve been struggling with the opening pages of the story I’m working on lately – writing, rewriting, chopping, slashing, rearranging punctuation and words. Frustrating! So I decided to check out some first lines of middle grade novels I keep close at hand:

When May died, Ob came back to the trailer, got out of his good suit and into his regular clothes, then went and sat in the Chevy for the rest of the night.” 

May

Jacob held his pointer finger just above his thumb, forming a small rectangular box in the air. He closed one eye, held the box up to his open eye, and trapped puny little Majok in the frame.” – A HARE IN THE ELEPHANT’S TRUNK  (moi)

Uncle Ted said Jimmy bumped his head falling off the swing. He said Jimmy just seemed to let go of the chains when he reached the highest arc, and he fell, thunk, to the ground and lay still.” Hartry

 

The movement of the train rocked me like a lullaby. I closed my eyes to the dusty countryside and imagined the sign I knew only from stories.” Vanderpool

 

They’re all very different openings, but what they have in common is that they invite the reader in to the story, and they raise questions – who is this person, and what’s going to happen to them? First lines must be full of the ever-elusive “voice”, set the tone, convince the reader it’s worth his/her time to read further.

I wrestle with beginning lines a lot more than closing lines. Not sure what that says about me or my writing process. In particular, I’m never fully convinced I’ve started the story in exactly the “right place”. There are rules about creating first lines with a lot of oomph, but there are also many examples of amazing books that completely break those rules, and all fiction-writing rules, in fact (example – “It was a dark and stormy night.” – A WRINKLE IN TIME, L’Engle).

Here’s a great blog post about first lines, specifically in relation to middle grade novels: http://www.fromthemixedupfiles.com/2010/07/first-lines-or-love-at-first-sight/

I’m usually inspired to get back to work when January 1st rolls around – how about you? Any fabulous first lines you’ve stumbled upon (or written) lately? Hope 2014 will be a banner year for you and yours – full of peace, health and love.