The pool was four feet deep, and we bought it at Target half off. You could float on your back and think, “fun times are here,” because at least you weren't burning hot.
I can tell this yarn is going to be subtle. There is an understanding that not all beginnings must be a literary punch to the gut. I think this is it, and while it doesn't have the flash of an action movie beginning, I'm seldom attracted to those anyway and would keep on reading.
Grab the reader.
Post the first line/s of your poems & the first sentence/s of your stories to see if we want to keep reading.
Post as little or as much as you want – it’s your test.
Hook us. We'll let you know if you're there yet.
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