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lostakasha ([personal profile] lostakasha) wrote2008-09-01 07:59 pm
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that 'first lines' meme

[livejournal.com profile] chrisleeoctaves' 'first lines' list was so very cool that I decided to look through my AtS fics to see what mine look like.


Fingers clasped bloodless around the hematite and silver beads, Clare begs forgiveness, nearly witless in her desire to be cleansed of her sins.~~Lamb of God

After more than 250 years there are some behaviors Angel can’t shake: living in suspended animation; aching for the fight; sketching; grief sex.~~ Nineteen Hours Earlier

Jitneys share an undeniable attraction to potholes; they seek them out like lovers, bouncing in and out of them with wild abandon.~~ The Eternal Saudade of the Thompson Gunner

Once the heady surge of relief flooded his consciousness he didn’t think much about it.~~Planets of the Universe

It sifts through his consciousness, uninvited.~~ Breathless

There is no explanation for what he could not find.~~ Parenthood

Possessed of a presence he neither sees nor reflects, Angel moves with feral grace.~~La Vie Dansante

In Sunnydale, Cordelia swore she’d never be foolish enough to weep again; not for circumstance or bitterness or love. ~~ Lachrymosa

How old had Drusilla been when she became a passion to be pursued, a charming fistful of clay to be shaped in madness and fired for his delight? ~~ The Calling

At the moment of reanimation the mark of Aurelius fled his skin, vanishing like his immortality and the life he knew. ~~ Pentimento

The black-clad poseur who runs a group of outlandish galleries in Rendezvous Bay gets the paintings.~~ Camera Obscura

Whatever human scent could have clung to the soot-streaked windows had been taken by the Santa Ana winds or devoured by the ceaseless hunger of autumn brushfires.~~Chiaroscuro

Asphalt buckles and rolls beneath his feet as every step creates a new a chasm to breach.~~ Of Forgotten Kings and Saviors

She reached past the smoke smudged night of years past and wrapped around them with her Doppler moan, low and ghostly.~~The Last Radio

Azure eyes flicker cold as the tracery of veins unseen beneath Angel’s skin and he wants to strip them with his teeth, unsheathe them like copper wire and sip that power from its secondary source.~~ Inclusion

Had orgasm been the true catalyst in unhinging Angel’s soul, the curse would have been a passing storm causing occasional moments of tumult and indecision -- nothing more. ~~Curse, Defined

What have I learned? That I'll never use one word when 17 will do. That I love semicolons, colons, and I may, in fact, be the Queen of the Comma Splice. And that I miss Angel so much it hurts.

Quick State of the Akasha update:

~~ Work: Up to my neck in it. If this keeps up I might actually be able to pay my taxes.
~~ Play: This is it, kids.
~~ Writing: Stalled, possibly permanently. Should I advertise for a new Muse? Is there a Craigslist Category for that? Hey, if you wanna apply...

[identity profile] beadattitude.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
Pretty, pretty, pretty.

Dont worry, honey. Your muse will come back. Mine did and I've been cranking out fic like a crazy person. Er.

[identity profile] lostakasha.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks, sweets....

I noticed that you've been writing like a writing thing! It's wonderful! But alas, I have nothing left for either AtS or Bonesfandom. All my best stories have been told. It's time for other voices.

[identity profile] beadattitude.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, you don't have to write them. I've branched out into Doctor Who on occasion.

Yeah, I'm writing like a fiend and am determined not to worry that it's a sign I might be a little manic; I feel better than I have in...well...a very very long time.

[identity profile] stultiloquentia.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Oh my GAWD yours are awesome. They're just...huge and juicy and fearless, and they give me grabby hands for the rest of the story. Lamb of God, Nineteen Hours Earlier, The Eternal Saudade of the Thompson Gunner (hah!), Camera Obscura, The Last Radio (Doppler moan: that's wonderful) are my favourites.

[identity profile] thatotherperv.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
grief sex. *snorfle* it's funny cuz it's true.

that's a neat meme, I'm tempted to go back and look at my opening lines...if only because I feel like I'm starting everyone with the same device lately, and I've had to make a conscious effort not to. I didn't use to have that problem, I don't think.

[identity profile] a2zmom.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
These lines are impasto, ripe with meaning and color.

[identity profile] rivers-bend.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
I've been seeing this on my flist, but yours is the first set that makes me want to do it too.

I have a hardon for your first lines.

yay for being able to pay the taxes!

If I find a muse I'll send it your way.

*hugs*

[identity profile] sweptawaybayou.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 09:40 am (UTC)(link)
*spins you about*

oh, what a great meme. Makes me go back and reread your fic and fall in luff with it all over again.

and yay! work!

*facepalm*

i mean, yay! money!

:D

[identity profile] only-more-love.livejournal.com 2008-09-02 12:15 pm (UTC)(link)
After more than 250 years there are some behaviors Angel can’t shake: living in suspended animation; aching for the fight; sketching; grief sex.

*hugs your Angel*

Jitneys share an undeniable attraction to potholes; they seek them out like lovers, bouncing in and out of them with wild abandon.

*laughs* You're a funny writer. :)

How old had Drusilla been when she became a passion to be pursued, a charming fistful of clay to be shaped in madness and fired for his delight?

*shivers* You are made of awesome sauce.

I have no doubt that your muse will return -- maybe in a different fandom, but it'll return. *smooch* But I'm thrilled that work's going so well for you!