Opening Lines

I’ve been writing fiction, after a long hiatus. And really enjoying it. But I have more first lines than I can use. Hence my piece in the fun e-zine Cease, Cows.
Here are a few samples:

It was not my problem, and yet I continued to medicate it.

Dusk came on like a panhandler in an empty parking lot.

He cared a lot more about plastic containers than he did me.

To read more.

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About Miriam Sagan

I'm blogging about poetry, land art, haiku, women artists, road trips, and Baba Yaga at Miriam's Well ( The well is ALWAYS looking to publish poetry on our themes, sudden fiction, and guest bloggers and musers.

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