Commenting on Chris’s post about first lines: I’m fond of them too. Here’s the first line of the book I’m currently reading, The Other by David Guterson.
“I attended Roosevelt (the Teddies, Teds, or Roughriders), a public high school in North Seattle, while my friend John William Barry was a student at Lakeside, our city’s version of an East Coast private academy like Phillips Exeter or Deerfield.”
I love the writing of Guterson, and since he wrote Snow Falling on Cedars, I’ve read every book he’s written. Plus take a look at the cover- it’s perfect for the current snow-covered scene of northeast Ohio.