Life interrupted again, so I’m digging out an old post and adding on. A while back, I posted about a bag of books my daughter brought home from work from a girl who knows she loves to read. We sat around the dining table after dinner that night and read the first paragraphs of several of the books.
There were several Debbie Macombers which I brushed off. I’ve read her stuff before and it’s great, but she doesn’t even open the bedroom door, much less close it after the kiss, and I like the sexual tension in stories and she doesn’t deliver that. There was a Nora Roberts that I’d read before and since she breaks a lot of rules, I wasn’t surprised that hers didn’t deliver the expected. We added in a Fern Michaels, an old Janet Evanovich, a Susan Wiggs, and a Jayne Ann Krentz.
In the interest of brevity, I went with the first lines of those books at the time and it was illuminating to discuss which first lines intrigued us into an interest in reading further. Here is what we read with the addition of this Facebook page thing – take the first line of any book and add “And then the murders began.”
Janet Evanovich. Hero at Large. Chris Nelson muttered an indiscernible oath and expelled a cloud of frost into the bone-chilling early-morning air. And then the murders began.
Nora Roberts. Considering Kate. It was going to be perfect. And then the murders began.
Debbie Macomber. Those Christmas Angels. Anne Fletcher pulled the last box of Christmas decorations from the close in the spare bedroom. And then the murders began.
Debbie Macomber. 50 Harbor Street. Corrie McAfee was worried. And then the murders began.
Fern Michaels. Balancing Act. Soft night sounds and cool, whispering breezes at last persuaded her thickly lashed eyes to close in slumber. And then the murders began.
Fern Michaels. The Scoop. It was an event, there was no doubt about it. And then the murders began.
Right now, I’m reading the new Nora Roberts, Come Sundown. It actually could have started that way, sort of, but she has several that could.
I know we’re all about romance, but how would that change your story? Or any story you read?