Flash Fiction Challenge: Time Again To Write An Opening Sentence


That classic challenge is back:

Do not write a story.

Nope. Mm-mm, don’t do it.

Instead:

Write only an opening sentence.

Not two sentences. Not three. One. Good. Sentence.

Drop the opening sentence in the comments below, and then next week we will make use of some of those sentences for the next challenge. You’ve got one week — due by next Friday, the 17th, noon EST. Get cracking, word-herders.


510 responses to “Flash Fiction Challenge: Time Again To Write An Opening Sentence”

  1. (You can’t really expect us to come up with only one, can you?)

    The journey between the walls of Ilyria and the gates of Bastandion is over five thousand miles, yet I had to make it on my own.
    The baby wouldn’t stop screaming, so I ate him.
    The day the robots came, I was playing baseball in the back garden with my kid sister.
    It’s not every day you open the door to find your own future self knocking; in my case, it’s only on Wednesdays.
    Thomas Edwards walked through his front door, closed it behind himself, and hung his head up on the hanger in the hall.
    The snakes were moving again.
    If there was one thing he hated more than anything else, Rodrigo would reflect later, it was women who smoked.
    It took Jane a moment to realise what was unusual about the letter, but then she noticed that the postmark was the next day.
    Phil had read that there were three thousand ways to kill a man; he only knew four hundred himself, but he was still an apprentice.
    It was on the ninetieth day of the rains that I noticed something odd.
    “Miaow,” said the dog.

  2. He opened the door and stared out at the vast blackness of space before him.

    (Run-on sentence, probably?)

  3. The stains from dragon vomit almost never came out, and being covered in it while standing in a pile of manure, Donovan should have known better than to think the day couldn’t get any worse.

  4. I stood motionless, up to mis cojones in a murky soup that resembled the bitter cacao the savages drank, while creatures I was glad I could not see scrabbled past my legs.

  5. “Let go of the past,” Madeline’s mother had always warned her, “for it feeds upon us all with great appetite, and wants to live again.”

  6. Having armed strangers of questionable intent breaking the front door down had always been one of Vaccre’s least favourite ways to begin a new day, not least because mahogany was just so expensive now.

  7. When I wake up, the house is too quiet, my feet stretch out seeking to untangle myself form the sheet I’ve twisted into throughout the night.

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  8. The darkroom was decades unused, but she found it still suitable for developing photos; and as the contours of the images darkened and formed, so did her impression of the mother she thought she knew.

  9. If her raspy breathing didn’t alert him to her presence in the dank closet, surely the blood seeping underneath would.

  10. The little girl stared in wide eyed horror at the giant monster sitting at the side of her bed, why in the hell was it trying to talk to her about Taylor Swift?

  11. On January 1, 2016, at precisely 5:15AM, Mt Fuji – along with it’s thousands of New Year’s sunrise tourists – disappeared.

  12. When Ellaya Hault was deposited on the carriage walk at Tanglewood on Midsummer’s Eve, she knew nothing of its secretive inhabitants or the unsettling invitation her grandmother had received on her behalf.

  13. As he slipped through the throngs of tourists like water, Jared mused that there are some major advantages to being dead.

  14. – When Chairman Mao told us he had an idea, I was almost done chewing a bite of medium- rare steak.

    – The actual number was 78, but the true death toll from bungee jumping could solely be blamed on the weather.

    – We left the freezer door open, but only because Gerald’s hand wouldn’t fit with the rest of him, and ice cream is always better after it’s melted a little.

    • If they’re killer bees we’re talking thriller/horror.
      If they’re bumble bees we’re more into the comedy line of things.
      Where we goin’?

  15. He never stopped writing cursive but the characters in his text started to dip the older he got, as if leaning their ear to the ground, made thinner by the weight of time, the strain of days.

  16. The girl was twiddling a scalpel about in her fingers, idly, as any other student deep in thought might do with a pencil.

  17. While taking a shower that morning, the numbers embedded in John’s neck flashed red for the first time since his asshole boss installed them.

    • I once had a boss who talked about doing this but never had the follow through or electronics knowledge to carry it out.

  18. Tia stared up at the violently flashes, frozen momentarily with a fear unlike anything she had ever felt before, its metallic taste filling her mouth and sweeping away all abilities to think or reason, and she barely had time to turn onto her side before vomiting helplessly onto the dry, scratchy grass of the field.

  19. Mia stared up at the violent flashes, frozen momentarily with a fear unlike anything she had ever felt before, its metallic taste filling her mouth and sweeping away all abilities to think or reason, and she barely had time to turn onto her side before vomiting helplessly onto the dry, scratchy grass of the field.

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