Ah...weekends...finally got to Atlantic News to buy my favourite writing magazines - the ones that promise glorious Saturday mornings. They (along with the coffee) delivered. Here are a couple of great lines that you could use to get you going on that next bone-chilling tale:
2. "Long before I first met Evan Hunter, he bought me a drink." [from The Murders in Memory Lane, by Lawrence Block]
3. "The Rhythm Bar was a brick barnacle clinging to the underbelly of Hell's Kitchen on Manhattan's West Side." [from Hell's Kitchen Homicide, by Charles Kipps]
Can anyone explain why I love the word 'barnacle' so much?
**Btw, the prompt for the first line was: "While remodeling a room of your house, you discover a door to another room you didn't know existed."
Happy Scribing Writerlies,