The wonderful author Elizabeth Mosier tells me that the also wonderful author Beth Kephart has declared this Work-in-Progress day, an occasion for posting the opening lines to your WIP. . . And you should definitely use the links above to check out their wonderful words.
Here are my opening lines, the first paragraph of my (see post below) still nameless, but otherwise drafted novel:
In the days leading up to Owen’s death, he would go to Alison’s house every afternoon. I would watch him trudge over the small, snowy hill between our two properties, half the time away from me, half the time toward me. And I would wonder what he thought about as he went. Wonder too if Alison watched him from a window of her own, and whether the expression she saw on his face as he approached was very different from the one I saw as he came home.