A couple days ago I cracked open The Game and settled in for another great story.
First Line:
When Hayley arrived at the big house in Ireland, bewildered and in disgrace, rain was falling and it was nearly dark.
I paused–not because I was turned off by the story, but I realized just how much Jones packed into the first sentence.
- Protagonist introduction
- Setting
- Protagonist’s state of mind and problem, or semblance of a problem
- Time/atmosphere
One line in, and I know there’s a problem for this girl to deal with, and she’s totally out of her element. Who can’t relate to that?
In my first “Lessons Learned from Diana Wynne Jones” post, I covered the opening pages of Howl’s Moving Castle. That, too, packs a lot in a tight space. I started to wonder about the other Jones books I read, and basically piled them up into my arms and started sifting.
Unlike most boys, David dreaded the holidays. –Eight Days of Luke
- David’s not like other kids–something sets him apart.
- The time: holidays. Normally a more cheery time of year. Therefore…
- Why wouldn’t a kid like David be excited about the holidays?
“Charmain must do it,” said Aunt Sempronia. –House of Many Ways
- There’s a not-quite-usual family dynamic involved here if the aunt dictates what the protagonist must do.
- Unique names = unique place? Perhaps.
- Do what? Got to learn more…
It was years before Christopher told anyone about his dreams. –The Many Lives of Christopher Chant
- The protagonist has something unique going on with him–if these were normal dreams, they would not be worth a story.
- Christopher does not trust easily, if it took years to open up about something most people seem to experience–who doesn’t dream?
I may as well start with some of our deep secrets because this account will not be easy to understand without them. –Deep Secret
- The narrator seems to be our protagonist.
- Deep secrets? Sounds, well, secret. Something people like you and me aren’t supposed to know. In-trigue!
- Our? So the protagonist isn’t the only with with knowledge about this. We’ve got a secret group out there.
- An account= something serious went down.
When I was small, I always thought Stallery Mansion was some kind of fairy-tale castle. –Conrad’s Fate
- The narrator seems to be our protagonist.
- There’s an established place near the narrator that is not normally approached by kids. Whether it’s intimidating or just well-protected, this place is bigger than life.
- Something has changed this protagonist’s mind about that place. What?
The Dog Star stood beneath the Judgment Seats and raged. –Dogsbody
- Stars don’t rage, do they? What the hoobajoob is going on?
- Whatever it is, it’s not good, if he’s being judged for something.
- This Dog Star has a temper. That’s can’t be good for a trial. I bet something’s going to go horribly, horribly wrong…
The note said: SOMEONE IN THIS CLASS IS A WITCH. –Witch Week
- Class = bunch of kids
- A note without a name = someone’s telling secrets…or lies.
- If calling someone in the class a witch has to be done anonymously, it makes one wonder just how serious such an accusation is.
We have had Aunt Maria ever since Dad died. –Aunt Maria
- Parent death = rough time for the kid(s).
- We = the protagonist is not alone.
- Had = Hmm. Doesn’t sound like the protagonist wants to have Aunt Maria around. They’re stuck with her. Why? And why is that a bad thing?
When Jocelyn Brandon died–at a great old age, as magicians tend to do–he left his house and his field-of-care to his grandson, Andrew Brandon Hope. –Enchanted Glass
- Magic is clearly involved.
- Family ties matter. And Andrew must be a special bit of family; a magician’s not going to leave his field-of-care to just any ol’ grandchild.
- Field-of-care = Something magic-related, I’ll wager. That means the grandson must have some skill, too.
That should be enough for now.
I admit, it was difficult NOT to share more than the first line, since some of the second sentences added loads more. Still, these first lines of various lengths and styles all give a great sense of the story’s voice in just, oh, a dozen words or thereabouts. A writer who can do that again, and again, and again, and never give the reader a sense of déjà vu is most certainly worth a read or two.
Or thirty.
You get my meaning.