Welcome to this week’s blog hop. We’re returning from the Isle of Wight today, and so this post has been scheduled. I will be able to answer your comments tomorrow.

Today’s topic is:

Which part of your book do you spend the most time on? Beginning, middle or end? Something else?

I’ve often read that to make a good impression on agents and readers and to get them hooked then you must be able to write an amazing first sentence or paragraph. This is usually the part that I spend the most time trying to do… well, trying to think one up anyway. The trouble is, if everybody has read similar advice and are all doing the same thing then the bar gets raised higher and higher and one has to come up with something all-singing and all-dancing to knock their socks off. Therein lies the problem.

I love the start of L.P Hartley’s ‘The Go-Between‘(‘The past is a foreign country, they do things differently there‘). How I wish I could have thought of that one! I wracked my brain and came up with the following first sentences / paragraphs for a few of my own books …

From ‘A House Without Windows’:

The bile tasted bitter in my mouth.  I did not need to call upon my six years of medical training to realise that the symptoms of amenorrhea combined with morning sickness and aching breasts were sufficient to tell me that I was probably pregnant. 

From ‘No Sex Please, I’m Menopausal!’:

“Sorry, but it’s still the same as when I told you the last time and the time before that.  It’s too painful, and I haven’t got a vagina anymore!”  Lyn Fuller sighed as she removed her husband’s wandering hand. “Can’t you just accept it?”

From ‘Mind Games’:

She could not bear the sight of him.  As he brought the car to a halt outside the familiar end-of-terrace house, Frances Andrews jerked the passenger door open and jumped out, slamming it behind her with more force than was really necessary. 

From ‘Repent at Leisure’:

Darren must have spiked my bloody drink again; I’ll kill the bastard.

From ‘The Pilates Class‘:

Roger Harvey could taste blood.  He had bitten the inside of his mouth to stop himself from screaming.

From ‘His Ladyship’:

He knew he was different in some way to his brother Steven and sisters June and Ruth, but he did not know why or how. 


I’ve won a few writing competitions and awards, but who knows… after 8 years on the learning curve perhaps the sentence that everybody has been on the edge of their seat to read might one day be within my grasp?

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