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This post will be all about the first (or second and third) paragraph of a book I picked, or am currently reading.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Ben Braver and the Incredible Exploding Kid

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Ben Braver and the Incredible Exploding Kid


Sixty miles per hour.
The top speed of a Vespa scooter.
I’m not a doctor, but I don’t think sixty miles an hour is fast enough to outrun an exploding atom bomb.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Loch Ness Lock-In

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Loch Ness Lock-In


This is not as bad as it looks.
Okay, it’s almost as bad, but there is one tiny silver lining that you may not pick up on right away – I’m wearing my very best socks. On any other day that a red cap decided to steal my boots, I’d be chasing after him in dirty socks with holes in the toes.
But on this day, I had my clean socks on.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Super Life of Ben Braver

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Super Life of Ben Braver


Dear Diary,
Today I died.
Sincerely,
Ben.

If I kept a diary, that would’ve been my entry for the day. Super dark right? It’s kinda hard not to be when you’re standing on a burning building, staring into the gigantic eyeballs of a Godzilla-size, evil version of yourself that wants to squash you like a bug.
Not my best day ever.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Rayne & Delilah’s Midnite Matinee

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Rayne & Delilah’s Midnite Matinee


Here’s the thing with dreams – and I’m talking about the kind you have when you sleep, not the kind where you’re finally learning to surf when you’re fifty: they’re carefully tailored to the only audience who will ever see them, which is you. So I’m not big on telling people about my dreams for that reason.
That said, there’s this recurring dream I have. It comes around every couple of months or so, but I wish it were more often because it’s awesome, and when I wake up from it, I lie there for a few moments wishing I could reenter it. In this dream, I’m at a familiar place. Often it’s my grandma’s house.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Valentines: Happy Girl Lucky

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Valentines: Happy Girl Lucky


FADE IN: REGENT’S PARK, LONDON, A SPRING MORNING

HOPE, fifteen, stands with her back to the sunshine, blue silk dress fluttering in the breeze. Her hair glistens, her posture is excellent and you can tell right away that she is the star of this film. In front of her is A HANDSOME BOY.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Pretty in Punxsutawney

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Pretty in Punxsutawney


The ground race toward me so fast that my muscles tense instinctively. With a nauseating dip downward, everything goes dark for a beat before an explosion rattles the walls.
Good old Dolby digital cinema surround sound.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Moth Girls

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Moth Girls


The day before the house on Princess street was due to be demolished, Mandy Crystal stood by the wire fence, looking through it. She stared hungrily, her fingers tugging on a pendant that was hanging from her neck. The windows and front door of the house had been removed and she could glimpse into the shady interior. It wasn’t the first time she had looked through the windows of this house. The inside had been dark and gloomy even then, when someone had been living in it.
It had been mostly empty since the killing.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Whispers

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ The Whispers


There once was a boy who heard the Whispers.
He heard them late in the day as the lazy sun dipped below the treetops and the woods behind his house came alive with the magic of twilight. The voices came to him so gently he though it might be the win, or the first trickle of summer rain. But as time passed, the voices grew louder and the boy was sure they were calling his name. So he followed them.

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Boy Underwater

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Boy Underwater


Here’s something you won’t believe.
I, Cymbeline Igloo, have never been swimming.
It’s the swimming bit you won’t believe, by the way, though if you don’t believe my name either, it really is Cymbeline Igloo, and you have to beleive that because it’s written on my schoolbag and in my jumpers and on lots of other things, like my passport. You won’t believe I’ve never been swimming because I mean totally never. Not ever. Not once, in my whole life. I am nine years old!

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Stain

First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ Stain


In one enchanted telling of old, a prince desperately seeks a princess to wed and rule by his side. But when his destiny arrives upon the castle steps, she fails to look the part of royalty, being drenched and forlorn after facing a cloudburst on her journey. To satisfy the prince’s queenly mother, she must prove herself a real princess, with a constitution so delicate the slightest lump beneath a tower of eiderdown mattresses – a lump no bigger than a pea- bruises her flesh and hinders her sleep. Only a girl as tender as a budding rose may marry the royal son and become a queen in her own right.