The First Lines meme

[derien]

cygny asked if I were planning to post the first lines meme to my own journal. I hadn't previously considered it, because I have so pathetically few original first lines for people to choose from. But then again, what the heck. At least it will make your choices easier.



Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a drabble with the same first line as one of my stories, and leave it in my comments here. Any and all fandoms welcome.


(Of course I'm not going to hold people to a strict 100 words - if you can't stick to that, like I can't, write to your heart's content.)
(Also, if you decide to take a character name and write an Original Character for it, or veer off in some other fandom because you don't recognize the character name, don't worry about it. I know I avoided first lines with names of characters who I didn't know. There's at least one first line below which is from an original fic, not a fanfic.)

I have often said Jeeves is always right, and he is.

He had found a lump of perfect glass on the slope of the volcano a few days before, and from it Dr. Roy Hinkley had ground two lenses.

When the banging and shouting began all the parents looked at each other.

Winston picked up the remote control and flipped the TV on as he settled into the battered couch.

Deb Lister lay awake, again, listening to the simulated sounds of breathing from the hologram in the bunk below.

Lauren drifted out of her doze as her stop was called.

It was nearly 2am before Sara noticed that the rain had stopped, and she decided she needed a breath of fresh air, before she fell asleep over her archeology book.

Comments

[cygny.livejournal.com]

This was supposed to be a Stargate drabble ^_^;;; One more proof that characters and plots often play games with me.

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It was nearly 2am before Sara noticed that the rain had stopped, and she decided she needed a breath of fresh air, before she fell asleep over her archeology book. She went outside and gazed at the star covered sky. She never would have imagined to one day be in Egypt, studying actual archaeological excavations. Then again, when she was a kid, she wouldn't even have considered becoming an archaeologist. But when her father had died, she had finally had a sense of liberation and could start building a life of her own. Stephen had greatly helped in making her discover her abilities and making her believe in herself.

She slowly climbed the steps to the top of the improvised hill, from where she had a clear overview of the site they were working at. A sense of peace and belonging came over her. She looked up at the sky again and thanked her guardian angel, wherever he might be.


In London, Aziraphale looked up from the book he was reading and smiled gently.

[derien.livejournal.com]

Oh cool. :) Is there an archeologist Sarah in Stargate?

[cygny.livejournal.com]

No, there's no Sarah in Stargate, I just thought about having her working on the Stargate site and suddenly someone would appear through it :P But then she sort of got a life of her own and Stargate was forgotten and Aziraphale weasled his way in there :P Glad you like :)

[derien.livejournal.com]

I'm wondering if I could make this my Sarah(the Sarah from the story that first line was from)'s future. But, that was an original story, not a fanfic, and maybe I shouldn't turn it into one. Also, she grew up in the U.S., so probably Aziraphale wouldn't be her guardian angel.

[cygny.livejournal.com]

Can I read the story? If it's ongoing and you don't want to change it into a fanfic, you perhaps shouldn't. But if you were to change your mind, then I bet that you could find a solution if you wanted to have Aziraphale as her guardian angel, maybe a trip to the US or so ;)

[derien.livejournal.com]

I'm always happy for people to read my stuff. I wrote it a while back and haven't seemed able to get inspired about doing a sequel. Maybe I feel like I never quite got a handle on Sarah's character - she's too busy doing things. It's here: The Old Wolf's Passing (http://derien.rulesthe.net/wrote/oldwolf2.htm)

[cygny.livejournal.com]

Oh, now this is intriguing! But way too short. I wonder how exactly she turned into a wolf and how her grandfather did and if any of the family knew and were also wolves and if his staying in his wolf form after he died, had a meaning. Did you think of more for this story or didn't you give it any more thought?

[derien.livejournal.com]

The dream I had was actually a lot more complex - I honed off things to fit it into a short story. Since it was a long time ago, though, there's a lot of things I 'know' about the background to this story which might not have come to me in the dream, but been added after later thought.

Quickly, though: I pictured the were-ism as inherited, and he taught her how to master it rather than letting it master her at the full moon. I pictured him as orphaned at a young age by his pack being killed by werewolf hunters, although I realize that's rather melodramatic and I'm not sure I want to keep that. Remaining as a wolf when dying - I'm just as unsure as she is as to what that means.:)

[cygny.livejournal.com]

This was a dream? Wow, you do dream cool dreams, mine aren't nearly as coherent as this. I must say that this story has the feel to it that there are things missing, which now makes more sense, when I know it's written after a dream.

Were-ism being inherited is quite a new approach (as far as I know anyway) and is an interesting concept. If you plan on continuing it, I'm definitely interested in reading more ^_^

[derien.livejournal.com]

Were-ism being inherited: No, not a new approach, actually - there was a movie called Tean Wolf back in the 80's, which I never saw but I did quite often see the cartoon.