Last 25 Fics Meme
Aug. 30th, 2008 03:51 amOooh, the writing meme that's going around.
Post the first lines from your last 25 stories. Do you see any patterns?
The card game had been going on for hours at the same plodding pace. 1992
The hot August sun blazed down upon two weary riders as their horses trod listlessly along the faint game trail. 1992
Jed Curry figured he was too young to be feeling as depressed as this. 06/94
Jed Curry stepped out of the bunkhouse and stretched, taking a deep breath of the cool Wyoming air. 11/94
"Look, Richie, I'm only going on about this because it's important. You've got to start thinking with your head or you are going to lose it." 10/96
Gina de Valicourt was not satisfied. 10/96
The agonized scream that rent the mild desert night was far different from the usual cries of terror that were the norm for the Horsemen's camp. 06/97
Kronos' opponent was strong, but not well experienced in fighting with a sword, and this lack of knowledge cost him his life. 06/97
Two men on horseback rode through the barren land, carefully picking their way amongst the rocky soil. 09/97
Joe Dawson could not believe his ears. 10/97
The Seine was flooding again. 11/97
Duncan MacLeod stared glumly across the loft to where Methos busied himself in the kitchen. 11/98
Colonel Jack O'Neill was going hunting. 01/01
"I'm sorry, Dr. Jackson. We just don't have the resources to spend on investigating the mirror device; the Stargate already demands all of our attention." 01/01
Teal'c was about to panic. 04/01
General George Hammond swelled with pride as his flagship team, SG–1 stalked confidently out of the Stargate. 04/01
"There's no mistake?" drawled General Hammond as he tried to smother his urge to panic. 04/01
SG–1 had been reported dead, lost in the harsh cold of a planet caught in the depths of an ice age. 07/01
Colonel Jack O'Neill was a man of action.12/01
The inner chamber of the stone temple was cool, the sweet odor of its damp soil relaxing Daniel Jackson as he focused his attentions on the crumbling engravings on the wall in front of him. 05/02
The sound of a single gunshot thundered through the SGC's Gateroom, its raw report scraping like fingernails as it echoed over the bare concrete walls. 06/02
Colonel Jack O'Neill was not the sort of man who took kindly to a door being shut in his face. 01/03
As Daniel entered the locker room, he shrugged out of his BDU shirt, automatically pulling off his team patches before he tossed the garment into the open laundry bag. 10/05
Daniel Jackson gripped the handful of flag tight as he hitched the fabric higher, acutely aware of the cool air ghosting against way too much exposed skin. 2008
These were the moments that Jack liked best when the team was off world. 12/08
Okay, what do I notice?
1) I am not terribly prolific. I had to go through three fandoms and two wip to get my 25 (without having to dip into Blake's 7.)
2) I like short statements. *g*
3) Only three opened with dialogue. Interesting, because I like writing dialogue.
4) I've a AS&J and a HL story opening with people on tired horses walking through dry landscape. I blame seeing too many Spagetti Westerns as a small child. Also, perhaps SG1 need a horsey adverture?
5) Heyes, Methos and Daniel are the ones I'm most fond of, the ones that the stories are usually about. Interestingly, I don't actually mention them much in the opening sentence. I'm probably losing readers because of that. Huh.
6) I like establishing something of the environment right off. That figures because, as a reader, I'm not too fond of long teases, and making people work to figure out reveals. I know it's usually highly thought of, but I think I've had too much exposure to poorly executed ones. This would also explain why I've quit watching Lost and feel no compunction to watch Fringe until I'm sure it too is not just about slow reveals. I think I'm a linear type of gal.
Maybe if I have the characters talk about the environment I can get more starts with dialogue. *g*
7) She stared at the screen, horror stricken at seeing strong characters quake with fear and panic whenever the menace of comedy oozed its purplish pose into a story. *g* Obviously, I feel comedy needs to be writ large. And yet, I'm a big fan of subtle humor. Odd....
8) Oh, Highlander! How I miss those swords!
Post the first lines from your last 25 stories. Do you see any patterns?
The card game had been going on for hours at the same plodding pace. 1992
The hot August sun blazed down upon two weary riders as their horses trod listlessly along the faint game trail. 1992
Jed Curry figured he was too young to be feeling as depressed as this. 06/94
Jed Curry stepped out of the bunkhouse and stretched, taking a deep breath of the cool Wyoming air. 11/94
"Look, Richie, I'm only going on about this because it's important. You've got to start thinking with your head or you are going to lose it." 10/96
Gina de Valicourt was not satisfied. 10/96
The agonized scream that rent the mild desert night was far different from the usual cries of terror that were the norm for the Horsemen's camp. 06/97
Kronos' opponent was strong, but not well experienced in fighting with a sword, and this lack of knowledge cost him his life. 06/97
Two men on horseback rode through the barren land, carefully picking their way amongst the rocky soil. 09/97
Joe Dawson could not believe his ears. 10/97
The Seine was flooding again. 11/97
Duncan MacLeod stared glumly across the loft to where Methos busied himself in the kitchen. 11/98
Colonel Jack O'Neill was going hunting. 01/01
"I'm sorry, Dr. Jackson. We just don't have the resources to spend on investigating the mirror device; the Stargate already demands all of our attention." 01/01
Teal'c was about to panic. 04/01
General George Hammond swelled with pride as his flagship team, SG–1 stalked confidently out of the Stargate. 04/01
"There's no mistake?" drawled General Hammond as he tried to smother his urge to panic. 04/01
SG–1 had been reported dead, lost in the harsh cold of a planet caught in the depths of an ice age. 07/01
Colonel Jack O'Neill was a man of action.12/01
The inner chamber of the stone temple was cool, the sweet odor of its damp soil relaxing Daniel Jackson as he focused his attentions on the crumbling engravings on the wall in front of him. 05/02
The sound of a single gunshot thundered through the SGC's Gateroom, its raw report scraping like fingernails as it echoed over the bare concrete walls. 06/02
Colonel Jack O'Neill was not the sort of man who took kindly to a door being shut in his face. 01/03
As Daniel entered the locker room, he shrugged out of his BDU shirt, automatically pulling off his team patches before he tossed the garment into the open laundry bag. 10/05
Daniel Jackson gripped the handful of flag tight as he hitched the fabric higher, acutely aware of the cool air ghosting against way too much exposed skin. 2008
These were the moments that Jack liked best when the team was off world. 12/08
Okay, what do I notice?
1) I am not terribly prolific. I had to go through three fandoms and two wip to get my 25 (without having to dip into Blake's 7.)
2) I like short statements. *g*
3) Only three opened with dialogue. Interesting, because I like writing dialogue.
4) I've a AS&J and a HL story opening with people on tired horses walking through dry landscape. I blame seeing too many Spagetti Westerns as a small child. Also, perhaps SG1 need a horsey adverture?
5) Heyes, Methos and Daniel are the ones I'm most fond of, the ones that the stories are usually about. Interestingly, I don't actually mention them much in the opening sentence. I'm probably losing readers because of that. Huh.
6) I like establishing something of the environment right off. That figures because, as a reader, I'm not too fond of long teases, and making people work to figure out reveals. I know it's usually highly thought of, but I think I've had too much exposure to poorly executed ones. This would also explain why I've quit watching Lost and feel no compunction to watch Fringe until I'm sure it too is not just about slow reveals. I think I'm a linear type of gal.
Maybe if I have the characters talk about the environment I can get more starts with dialogue. *g*
7) She stared at the screen, horror stricken at seeing strong characters quake with fear and panic whenever the menace of comedy oozed its purplish pose into a story. *g* Obviously, I feel comedy needs to be writ large. And yet, I'm a big fan of subtle humor. Odd....
8) Oh, Highlander! How I miss those swords!