Thursday, July 1, 2010

57 Line-by-Line Contest -- Round 2 Winners

Congratulations to the 50 Round Two winners in our Line-by-line contest. Our judge, agent Natalie Fischer of the Sandra Dijkstra Literary Agency, had a hard time eliminating an additional 25 entries based on the combination of the first and second sentence in a YA or MG novel. In the end, the entries that intrigued her stayed, but if she wasn't enthusiastic or was able to predict the type of story it was going to be and felt there was already too much of that kind of material in the market, the entry didn't make the cut.

In accordance with our rules, the following contestants are invited to submit the first three sentences for the next round. Entries must be submitted via comments to this post by Tuesday 7/6/10. If desired, you may edit your first two sentences to correct grammar or punctuation, but please submit them together with the third sentence.

If you did not make the cut, we invite you to post your first five sentences to the Round 2 Critique Clinic, where our panel of nine authors will offer input to help you make your opening pop.

Congrats to everyone who entered! Remember, in addition to our ongoing critique clinic, each of the top 10 will receive some form of feedback from Natalie Fischer or one of our fabulous author volunteers. And everyone else is eligible for critiques of their first five lines by participating in the Critique Clinics. We owe a huge round of applause for all our volunteer authors, and to Natalie for judging!


#1 Kat Zhang
Adie and I were born into the same body, our souls’ ghostly fingers entwined before we gasped our very first breath. Our first few years were our happiest—then came the worries: the tightness around our parents’ mouths, the frowns lining our kindergarden teacher’s forehead, the question everyone whispered when they thought we couldn’t hear.

#2 Creepy Query Girl
‘How do you punish someone who’s already dead?’ Gretchen Grey tightened her grip around an umbrella handle while she waited for her parents to arrive.

#3 Pam Harris
It's not that I'm ugly or anything. There's just a lot of me to love.

#4 JayceeKaycee
The shriek of my cell phone in the quiet classroom meant only one thing: the killer had found us again.
My fingers fumbled, palms slick with dread, but I had to answer on the first ring—that was the rule.

#5 Natalie Aguirre
“You don’t know what it’s like not knowing if you’re like your real mom or dad,” Jasmine said. She knew she shouldn’t have called her birthparents that—her Mom and Dad—the moment it came out of her mouth.

#8 Stina Lindenblatt
It was like diving off a ten-meter platform when you’re terrified of heights. Easy, really.

#10 Robyn Campbell
Anna threw open the barn door and smiled at Fancy, who stamped her foot and stuck her head over the stall opening. Her mane trembled with excitement and Anna's hands began to tingle.

#11 L.J. Boldyrev
There’s a dead girl in the trunk and all I can think about is how white the trees are. There ain’t no street lamps on this stretch of road, but still the trees glow like they’re lit from the ground up.

#12 Marquita Hockaday
I'm in hell. Okay, so I’m really in school-again.

#13 M. Bites Editor: Sangay Glass
Yeah, it was gross, but with only seconds to spare Allix had no choice. She plunged her fist in the toilet bowl and waited.

#14 cchant
My hope of living a normal life in Lindenville faded faster than my fifteen dollar jeans the moment I got to the school bus stop. How could anything be normal after you hear you’re living with a dead girl?

#15 Dunnes in UK
Ellen’s forehead cracked painfully against the window as her Aunt’s ancient pick-up hit a huge hole in the questionable country road, waking her from the most bizarre dream. A vague memory of writhing vines only amplified her desire to vomit.

#16 Janice
Ann stood in the foyer, pulling off her gloves and then her coat, and considered how little the war had changed things at home. The aromas of roasting turkey and autumn spices seeped from the kitchen, and she could hear Cook's whisk scraping the gravy pan and the clink of china as Jamison laid out the dishes.

#18 Jenn Fitzgerald
Madame Bhut’s Finishing School in the town of Whut was known across Amalthea as a respectable place to send your daughter if you were hoping to marry her to a gentleman; not for producing evil queens with ideas of world domination. That is, until Priscilla Martin escaped.

#20 Heather
Amidst the never-ending fires and screams of defiant terror, Abby collapsed to the ground – feet twisting inward, eyes unwilling to stay open, and desperately wishing to pass out. Exhausted from the chase, tired of the hiding.

#21 Buffy Andrews
I have a secret. I know things.

#22 Margay
I always knew my name would get me into trouble one day. I just didn’t think it would take this long.

#27 salarsenッ
The challenge began like all the rest, although the dead corpse-look was different. Ana wished she could ignore it, pretend it didn’t exist, but that never worked.

#28 Cambria Dillon
Whoever said cell phones made life easier was full of BS. If it were true, then I wouldn’t have spent the past fourteen minutes sitting on my bed, half-naked, wondering why my thumb couldn’t do something as simple as press a button.

#29 Leah Odze Epstein
The day my parents tricked Rachel into signing herself into the "Program," they tricked me, too, bringing me with them as a decoy. I should have known something was off when my father called a family meeting the night before.

#30 Ebyss
Ellyssa, a.k.a. Subject 62, sprinted through the dark alley after escaping from her long-term captors who she’d thought of as family for eighteen years. Not a family in the traditional sense, but family nevertheless.

#31 Holly Dodson
Mandy Samkirk had no warning of the life-changing events about to unfold; only the lingering worry from a recurring dream that nagged at her thoughts. She could still feel the shadow of evil that hung like an impenetrable cloud in the sky, the smell of decay.

#33 Heather Trent Beers
The last day of fifth grade should mark the beginning of a fun-filled summer for a girl. Not the end of life as I know it.

#34 amongdahlias
Riding to school with Max Holden is only slightly less traumatizing than riding the big yellow bus. I remind myself of that fact every morning when I cross the lawn from my front yard into his, headed for his already-running F-150.

#36 A. Grey
Life is so much easier without underwear. That was something I had clung to, but Sal was right when he told me underwear was useless.

#41 Valerie
I died before I was even born.
It was April 13th, not a Friday, but it might as well have been.

#43 Angela Ackerman (YA)
When Mom and Dad started throwing around the D word, I never imagined an old folk’s home would become my Post Divorce Relocation. I mean as far as top choices go, it’s right up there with a land fill.

#45 Tara
My name is Rufus William Gunther Chase, but people who know me call me Spoon. I was named for both my grandfathers and one grandmother.

#46 CL
What kind of animal sounds like a woman singing?
The beach was empty of people, but the air was filled with a haunting melody.

#47 Margaret Nichols
The bonfire in the middle of the grand plaza of New Tikal sent sparks up to greet the low-hanging stars; the stars Mau B'ah-Pakal hoped were still speaking to him, because no one else was. He had failed his friends, offended the Emperor, and worst of all - he could barely think it - had he really shoved his grandmother?

#50 Traci Van Wagoner
My hand hovered over the latch, my stomach churning. What I did today, I had never done before, and boy was I gonna get it!

#54 shanini3
There was no mistaking the darkness on the eastern horizon; they were coming.
Malaysa clutched the balcony railing as she stared out over the land in the predawn glow from the sky.

#57 Sheila
Jacob shook the bamboo bars of his cage again, but they held fast. I couldn’t look at him; not even when he whispered, “Blake, please.”

#58 Tracy
Dearest Mother;
I know you’ve been wanting to hear the latest gossip from this end of the underworld, but the truth is, there hasn’t been much going on since his Evil Lordship succumbed to death by piano. Hopefully you’ll be pleased that I’ve been trying not to complain about the piano not landing on Grok instead (and that I’ve only been taunting him in the gruel line at breakfast).

#61 Ara Burklund
Homo sapiens sluttiwhen drunkus--the subspecies to which I apparently belong.
My best friend Ani handed me a tall, clear-glass cup of Armenian coffee, the kind her mom used for readings down at the Psychic Connection.

# 66 Christine
Dragons are actually more curious than cats. They proved it now, in the darkest corners of the Dreugan caves where the clan pretended to sleep.

#72 PaigeC
We stood side by side in the dark, me holding a pack of matches, my best friend holding the gas can.
“Burn it.”

#73 Angela Ackerman (MG)
Not many people look down at a dead goldfish and wonder if that’s how they looked the day they died. Then again, I suppose not many people drown and then come back to life, either.

#78 Kelly Hashway
I’d heard of signs of the apocalypse, but I didn’t know that one of them was a crazy guy wandering out of a forest and into my favorite hangout. Okay, it wasn’t exactly the end of the world, but it was the end of the life I’d known for the past twelve years.

#79 Renee Pace
I am suffocating inside my plastic lined steel barred cage; dying with the thickening silence and quiet sobbing coming from the other room. Locked inside for more than half of the day, my body twitches for the feel of the brisk air that causes my drool to freeze to my face.

#85 Angela Townsend
Sassy Smit was seven years old the afternoon she found Leroy Jebber dead. His pudgy body floated belly up in the slough, like a white blob of fat in a can of beans.

#86 Alison Wells
First off, I just want to say I did not invite the aliens to drop into my backyard. At least not on purpose.

#87 Angela Townsend
Gloomy shadows crept across the tired oak floor, stealing what little light peered in through a set of stained glass windows. A dying fire crackled in the corner, its golden embers fading as quickly as the old man who lay near it.

#90 Emily Casey
Ghosts can be so rude sometimes. I walked with Lisa to a shaded picnic table, ready to take a break from schoolwork when I suddenly felt very strange--awkward yet familiar, like that dream where you find yourself on stage and can’t remember what you’re supposed to be doing.

#92 Candyland
"Shit, I may as well be dead," my mother cried the day I killed her. It happened in a Denny’s bathroom stall after she threw up her egg whites.

#94 Melissa Hed
Angela Fortunata woke up with a thump and a whack. What woke her, what had woken her every morning for the past two years, was pain.

#95 Stefanie
The newspapers all said it was an accident. That there was no reason to suspect any foul play had been involved.

#97 Annie McElfresh
Life lines. Most people think of them as options game show contestants use to help themselves win a million dollars or something else just as equally lame.

#98 Authoress
Kate Raddish lived on an island and could not swim, which made her an anomaly from the start.
Of course, she had never told anyone about her fear of the ocean.

#100 girl jordyn
In seventh grade math they taught us that a triangle is the sturdiest shape, stronger than rectangles or pentagons or anything else. And that made sense to me.

57 comments:

  1. Adie and I were born into the same body, our souls’ ghostly fingers entwined before we gasped our very first breath. Our first few years were our happiest—then came the worries: the tightness around our parents’ mouths, the frowns lining our kindergarden teacher’s forehead, the question everyone whispered when they thought we couldn’t hear.

    Why aren’t they settling?

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  2. Yay! I made the cut again. Congrats to the other 49 too! :D

    #50
    My hand hovered over the latch, my stomach churning. What I did today, I had never done before, and boy was I gonna get it!

    Pa’s work clothes lay in a pile outside the door waiting for one of my sisters to beat the coal dust out of them.

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  3. Congrats to everyone:)

    #21 Buffy Andrews
    I have a secret. I know things. Lots of things.

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  4. Yay! This is so much fun!

    #31

    Mandy Samkirk had no warning of the life-changing events about to unfold; only the lingering worry from a recurring dream that nagged at her thoughts. She could still feel the shadow of evil that hung like an impenetrable cloud in the sky, the smell of decay. Cries for help echoed through her mind with panic so thick it was palpable.

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  5. yay!

    #100
    In seventh grade math they taught us that a triangle is the sturdiest shape, stronger than rectangles or pentagons or anything else. And that made sense to me. I understood, almost instinctively, what we spent multiple class periods on; I knew that three points were stronger than two, that the third corner gave the shape an added strength it wouldn’t otherwise have.

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  6. yay! I'm #29. Here are the first 3 sentences:

    The day my parents tricked Rachel into signing herself into the “Program,” they tricked me, too, bringing me with them as a decoy. I should have known something was off when my father called a family meeting the night before. The last time we had a family meeting, my father told us our mom needed to go to the hospital for a little while so she could stop drinking.

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  7. Life is so much easier without underwear. That was something I had clung to, but Sal was right when he told me underwear was useless. Sal taught me a lot of things.

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  8. Yay! Congrats to all of the other finalists, too. :)

    #3: It's not that I'm ugly or anything. There's just a lot of me to love. I mean, a lot.

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  9. Congrats everyone! So excited to be a part of this! Here's more:

    #12
    I’m in hell. Okay, so I’m really in school-again. It feels like I spend all of my time in school, but thats okay because if I were at home I would have to listen to Aunt Pam cough, sneeze, and blow snot into that flowery handkerchief she always carries around.

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  10. Ellen’s forehead cracked painfully against the window as her Aunt’s ancient pick-up hit a huge hole in the questionable country road, waking her from the most bizarre dream. A vague memory of writhing vines only amplified her desire to vomit. She swallowed, one hand over her mouth and the other clenching her seatbelt.

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  11. Alright I had to come back and add how very excited I am to be a part of this, and to give congrats to everyone who's still in. I wanted to be all professional and stuff upper lip about it, but the squee is loose... I must say that I'm biting my nails reading everyone else's entries!

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  12. Yay! Congrats to all round finalists (and thank you Martina, Marissa, and Natalie for offering this contest)!

    #28
    Whoever said cell phones made life easier was full of BS. If it were true, then I wouldn’t have spent the past fourteen minutes sitting on my bed, half-naked, wondering why my thumb couldn’t do something as simple as press a button.

    Girls did this sort of thing every day.

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  13. Congrats everyone! Biting my nails too, A.Grey :o

    #13

    Yeah, it was gross, but with only seconds to spare Allix had no choice. She plunged her fist in the toilet bowl and waited.

    Soon bubbles escaped from tiny vents in her clamped hand, and the cool water quickly heated to a simmer, making the experiment a major fail on an epic scale.

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  14. #78
    I’d heard of signs of the apocalypse, but I didn’t know that one of them was a crazy guy wandering out of a forest and into my favorite hangout. Okay, it wasn’t exactly the end of the world, but it was the end of the life I’d known for the past twelve years.

    It started like any other day off from school.

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  15. #94
    Angela Fortunata woke up with a thump and a whack. What woke her, what had woken her every morning for the past two years, was pain. She had fallen out of bed again, thumped her head on the floor, and whacked her hand on the open drawer of her nightstand.

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  16. #14 -

    My hope of living a normal life in Lindenville faded faster than my fifteen dollar jeans the moment I got to the school bus stop. How could anything be normal after you hear you’re living with a dead girl?

    “That’s Laura’s house. You don’t belong there.”

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  17. #18

    Madame Bhut’s Finishing School in the town of Whut was known across Amalthea as a respectable place to send your daughter if you were hoping to marry her to a gentleman, not for producing evil queens with ideas of world domination. That is, until Priscilla Martin escaped.

    Even before she escaped, Priscilla was less than a model student.

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  18. Angela Townsend-- Fearsofafisherman@hotmail.com

    #85 YA

    Sassy Smit was seven years old the afternoon she found Leroy Jebber dead. His pudgy body floated belly up in the slough, like a white blob of fat in a can of beans. A strangled scream rose in her throat.

    #87 MG

    Gloomy shadows crept across the tired oak floor, stealing what little light peered in through a set of stained glass windows. A dying fire crackled in the corner, its golden embers fading as quickly as the old man who lay near it. Angus MacBain stood at the foot of his grandfather’s four poster bed.

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  19. Congrats to everyone who made it to the next round. How exciting!

    #4

    The shriek of my cell phone in the quiet classroom meant only one thing: the killer had found us again.

    My fingers fumbled, palms slick with dread, but I had to answer on the first ring—that was the rule.

    I raised the phone to my ear and was out of my chair even before I heard my mother’s panicked command: "Run."

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  20. Yay! Thanks so much! Lots of great entries here!

    #41

    I died before I was even born.

    It was April 13th, not a Friday, but it might as well have been. My mom was in labor with me as my parents’ car raced down the two-lane wooded road that passes for a highway in our part of Michigan.

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  21. It's so fun seeing everyone's stories unfold! Thanks again, M & M, for hosting the contest, and Natalie, for judging! : )

    #61

    Homo sapiens sluttiwhen drunkus--the subspecies to which I apparently belong.
    My best friend Ani handed me a tall, clear-glass cup of Armenian coffee, the kind her mom used for readings down at the Psychic Connection. "So did you at least use a condom?"

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  22. Yay! Congrats all and thanks again for doing this contest. I'm excited to see a few names I know!

    #11

    There’s a dead girl in the trunk and all I can think about is how white the trees are. There ain’t no street lamps on this stretch of road, but still the trees glow like they’re lit from the ground up.
    “Not much farther,” Jack says.

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  23. What great entries! Congrats to everyone!

    #34
    Riding to school with Max Holden is only slightly less traumatizing than riding the big yellow bus. I remind myself of that fact every morning when I cross the lawn from my front yard into his, headed for his already-running F-150. You’d be colder at the bus stop, I think as my feet crunch through frosty grass.

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  24. HOLY CRAP! So many names I recognize! These are awesome! Can't wait to see what comes next!

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  25. These lines are all great, congratulations guys!

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  26. Congrats, everyone!

    #43 (YA)

    When Mom and Dad started throwing around the D word, I never imagined an old folk’s home would become my Post Divorce Relocation. I mean as far as top choices go, it’s right up there with a land fill. The kids at my old school would say this is karma and I had it coming.


    #73 (MG)

    Not many people look down at a dead goldfish and wonder if that’s how they looked the day they died. Then again, I suppose not many people drown and then come back to life, either.

    Only four days after The Accident, I ended up crammed around a toilet with Mom, Dad and my little brother to attend Gingersnap’s funeral.

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  27. #11 L.J. Boldyrev
    "There’s a dead girl in the trunk and all I can think about is how white the trees are. There ain’t no street lamps on this stretch of road, but still the trees glow like they’re lit from the ground up."

    A strong first line followed by an equally strong second line.

    I'm ready to read the entire book.

    ...

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  28. Congrats to all those who made the cut!

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  29. #33

    The last day of fifth grade should mark the beginning of a fun-filled summer for a girl. Not the end of life as I know it.
    No one ever accused me of being psychic, but I could tell the worst was on its way.

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  31. Wow, I'm glad I'm not judging these. They're all great!

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  32. #8 (oops! Had to make a slight change. Sorry for the deletion)

    It was like diving off a ten-meter platform when you’re terrified of heights. Easy, really.

    Yeah, right, I thought, as I watched one of the girls from the swim team practice her freestyle in the lake—while I pretended not to care about swimming anymore.

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  33. Boy, this is going to be a tough round. Well done, everyone. And thanks again to Martina, Marissa, and Natalie!

    #57

    Jacob shook the bamboo bars of his cage again, but they held fast. I couldn't look at him; not even when he whispered, "Blake, please."

    I focused on Will, leaning casually against the cottonwood tree, a smile twitching the edge of his mouth as he watched Jacob.

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  34. #90 Ghosts can be so rude sometimes. I walked with Lisa to a shaded picnic table, ready to take a break from schoolwork when I suddenly felt very strange--awkward yet familiar, like that dream where you find yourself on stage and can’t remember what you’re supposed to be doing.
    The courtyard came to life around us, the tables filling up fast with students and the smell of fried food wafting from the cafeteria; everything around me was normal.

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  35. There was no mistaking the darkness on the eastern horizon; they were coming.
    Malaysa clutched the balcony railing as she stared out over the land in the predawn glow from the sky. The tinkling of metal tubes continued to ring out in the air; they were what had woken her up.

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  36. #72 We stood side by side in the dark, me holding a pack of matches, my best friend holding the gas can.
    “Burn it.” Finn’s voice was soft in the eerie nighttime silence, but full of edgy anticipation.

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  37. First off, I just want to say that I did not invite the aliens to drop into my backyard. At least not on purpose. So it's not like Ty and I were prepared to deal with the situation.

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  38. Congratulations and good luck to everyone else who's made it this far!

    #95

    The newspapers all said it was an accident. That there was no reason to suspect any foul play had been involved. That the lake was swollen from the recent rains, and he hadn’t been a particularly strong swimmer to begin with.

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  39. So many great beginnings! Good luck to all, and thanks for a terrific contest!

    #16 Ann stood in the foyer, pulling off her gloves and then her coat, and considered how little the war had changed things at home. The aromas of roasting turkey and autumn spices seeped from the kitchen, and she could hear Cook's whisk scraping the gravy pan and the clink of china as Jamison laid out the dishes. Today would be like all the Garner Thanksgivings as far back as she could remember--except, of course, for the small matter of the bombshell she planned to drop on her parents.

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  40. #20

    Amidst the never-ending fires and screams of defiant terror, Abby collapsed to the ground – feet twisting inward, eyes unwilling to stay open, and desperately wishing to pass out. Exhausted from the chase, tired of the hiding. For fifteen years, she had never felt her stomach cave in from hunger like it did now; even the stench of death and decay rooted beneath her skin as if it were her own that was blackened with Consumption.

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  41. Grats to everyone. :)

    And YAY!!!!

    #30

    Ellyssa, a.k.a. Subject 62, sprinted through the dark alley after escaping from her long-term captors who she’d thought of as family for eighteen years. Not a family in the traditional sense, but family nevertheless.

    The sirens piercing the night an hour earlier had finally faded, but she still didn’t stop.

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  42. Congrats everyone! Like Stina, I'm glad I'm not the judge.

    #10

    Anna threw open the barn door and smiled at Fancy, who stamped her foot and stuck her head over the stall opening. Her mane trembled with excitement and Anna's hands began to tingle.

    Oh, how she loved Fancy's hay-fresh breath and their usual early morning quest to outstare each other.

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  44. Kate Raddish lived on an island and could not swim, which made her an anomaly from the start.

    Of course, she had never told anyone about her fear of the ocean. And in the empty summertime, when McFaegen-Doughty wasn’t crammed with students and schedules and too much homework, it was hard to hide from the water.

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  45. Oops - sorry, forgot the number!

    #66

    Dragons are actually more curious than cats.

    They proved it now, in the darkest corners of the Dreugan caves where the clan pretended to sleep. It was fairly difficult – the pretending – because of the human baby that was trying to wiggle her chubby hand into the black dragon’s mouth.

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  46. #92 Yay!

    "Shit, I may as well be dead," my mother cried the day I killed her.

    It happened in a Denny's bathroom stall after she threw up her egg whites. I didn't shoot her because that would've been too quick, too painless, too...generous.

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  47. #97 Awesomesauce!!! Congrats everyone!!

    Life lines. Most people think of them as options game show contestants use to help themselves win a million dollars or something else just as equally lame. Me?

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  48. #58

    Dearest Mother;

    I know you’ve been wanting to hear the latest gossip from this end of the underworld, but the truth is, there hasn’t been much going on since his Evil Lordship succumbed to death by piano. Hopefully you’ll be pleased that I’ve been trying not to complain about the piano not landing on Grok instead (and that I’ve only been taunting him in the gruel line at breakfast). Also, no matter what you’ve heard, I was not the one who gave him that atomic wedgie.

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  49. Awesome! Congrats everybody:)

    #2

    ‘How do you punish someone who’s already dead?’ Gretchen Grey tightened her grip around an umbrella handle while she waited for her parents to arrive. Her haunted blue eyes examined the London townhouse where she had grown up.

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  50. Margaret NicholsJuly 4, 2010 at 3:12 PM

    The bonfire in the middle of the grand plaza of New Tikal sent sparks up to greet the low-hanging stars; the stars Mau B'ah-Pakal hoped were still speaking to him, because no one else was. He had failed his friends, offended the Emperor, and worst of all - he could barely think it - had he really shoved his grandmother?

    The plaza was full of people celebrating the Equinox, but Mau couldn't hide in the crowd.

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  51. Margaret NicholsJuly 4, 2010 at 3:18 PM

    #47

    The bonfire in the middle of the grand plaza of New Tikal sent sparks up to greet the low-hanging stars; the stars Mau B'ah-Pakal hoped were still speaking to him, because no one else was. He had failed his friends, offended the Emperor, and worst of all - he could barely think it - had he really shoved his grandmother?

    The plaza was full of people celebrating the equinox, but Mau couldn't hide in the crowd.

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  52. Margaret NicholsJuly 4, 2010 at 3:29 PM

    Shoot! Sorry for the double post. I left the number off the first, so I reposted. I thought I could delete my first (non-numbered) post, but my "summer-cold-infected" brain cannot find the magic button for that function.

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  53. Hooray! I love reading everyone's first lines! Here are mine: #46

    What kind of animal sounds like a woman singing?

    The beach was empty of people, but the air was filled with a haunting melody. It flew across the sea, bounced off the pounding surf and blew around me like an eerie sea-breeze as I walked along the shore.

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  54. Congrats to all the winners. I'm enjoying reading your first lines. Here's mine # 5

    “You don’t know what it’s like not knowing if you’re like your real mom or dad,” Jasmine said. She knew she shouldn’t have called her birthparents that—her Mom and Dad—the moment it came out of her mouth. She didn’t even know them

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  55. #27
    The challenge began like all the rest, although the dead corpse-look was different. Ana wished she could ignore it, pretend it didn’t exist, but that never worked. She could feel them.

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  56. #45

    My name is Rufus William Gunther Chase, but people who know me call me Spoon. I was named for two grandfathers and one grandmother. Lucky for me, between my two grandmothers, my parents chose Grandma Gunther, or my name would have been Rufus William Mary Elizabeth Chase.

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  57. #22

    I always knew my name would get me into trouble one day. I just didn’t think it would take this long. Maybe I have a slow fuse or a short attention span or something, but, anyway, it finally happened - I snapped.

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