The Flogometer challenge: can you craft a first page that compels me to turn to the next page? Caveat: Please keep in mind that this is entirely subjective.
Note: all the Flogometer posts are here.
What's a first page in publishingland? In a properly formatted novel manuscript (double-spaced, 1-inch margins, 12-point type, etc.) there should be about 16 lines on the first page (first pages of chapters/prologues start about 1/3 of the way down the page). Directions for submissions are below.
Some homework. Before sending your novel's opening, you might want to read these two FtQ posts: Story as River and Kitty-cats in Action. That'll tell you where I'm coming from, and might prompt a little rethinking of your narrative.
Janet‘s first 16 lines:
Another close one"Attack!"
Prince Bob dug in his heels. His horse leapt forward in a race to the enemy. The pounding of hooves thundered all around him.
Target in sight, the prince raised his sword. He leaned in to strike . . . and miscalculated. Again.
Bob landed flat on his back for the fourth time that day.
Sounds of war melted into laughter. "Who knew a straw dummy could fight so well!"
Bob recognized that voice. Friederick.
"Maybe the dummy could take your place," Friederick called.
Bob sucked in the pain that pulsed from his back. He pushed himself up from the ground and grinned. "Is that you, cousin? Well I'll be. I could have sworn that was you." He jerked a thumb toward the dummy. "My mistake."
The laughter doubled.
Red-faced, Friederick cast an angry glance around him before turning on Bob. "We'll see who's laughing next week when they appoint new captains. Or will king daddy pull some strings again?"
"Like Lord Leon does for you?" Bob winked at his cousin, then picked up his sword from (snip)
Maybe it’s just Monday morning. Despite a lively, immediate scene, good clear writing, conflict and tension, I wasn’t compelled to turn the page. I was on the fence, which means a “no”—after all, compelling is what we’re after. I think I just didn’t care enough about what would happen next. There was a sentence three lines later that would have gotten me to turn the page, however. If this can be trimmed enough to get it on the first page, the result would be different for me. That line in a moment. Notes:
"Attack!"
Prince Bob dug in his heels. His horse leapt forward
in a race to the enemy. The pounding of hooves thundered all around him. (We need just a little bit more scene-setting here to see what’s happening. We really don’t know who else is there, other than Bob. This could be clarified if the last sentence had something like this added: as six cadets charged. You could add “practice dummies” to be perfectly clear, but I like the surprise of learning that’s what he was charging.)
Target in sight,The prince raised his sword. He leaned in to strike . . . and miscalculated. Again.Bob landed flat on his back for the fourth time that day.
Sounds of war melted into laughter. "Who knew a straw dummy could fight so well!"
Bob recognized that voice.Friederick.
"Maybe the dummy could take your place," Friederick called.(Upon reflection, this didn’t seem necessary. We’ve got the point—Friederick is an ass who is tormenting Bob.)Bob sucked in the pain that pulsed from his back. He pushed himself up
from the groundand grinned. "Is that you, cousin? Well I'll be.” He jerked a thumb toward the dummy. “I could have sworn that was you."He jerked a thumb toward the dummy. "My mistake."The laughter doubled.
Red-faced, Friederick cast an angry glance around him
before turning on Bob. "We'll see who's laughing next week when they appoint new captains. Or will king daddy pullsomestrings again?" (Clarity issue here, partly because we didn’t know who else was there. If the laughter doubles, who’s doing the laughing, because it sure isn’t Friederick, who is busy being angry. The paragraph before, about the laughter, could fix this with something like: Bob smiled when four voices hooted and laughed. This would work only if the previous narrative had let us know that there were a number of boys there.)"Like Lord Leon does for you?" Bob winked at his cousin
, then picked up his sword from. (snip)
Okay, we’ve trimmed enough to get that line I mentioned on the first page. Here’s what it could have been:
"Attack!"
Prince Bob dug in his heels. His horse leapt forward. The pounding of hooves thundered all around him as six cadets charged.
The prince raised his sword. He leaned in to strike . . . and miscalculated. Again.
Bob landed flat on his back for the fourth time that day.
Sounds of war melted into laughter. "Who knew a straw dummy could fight so well!"
Friederick.
Bob sucked in the pain that pulsed from his back. He pushed himself up and grinned. "Is that you, cousin? Well I'll be." He jerked a thumb toward the dummy. "I could have sworn that was you."
Bob smiled when four voices hooted and laughed.
Red-faced, Friederick cast an angry glance around. "We'll see who's laughing next week when they appoint new captains. Or will king daddy pull strings again?"
"Like Lord Leon does for you?" Bob winked at his cousin.
Friederick jumped down from his horse and unsheathed his sword. "Why don't we just see who deserves to be captain right now?"
What do you think? Better?
Comments, please?
For what it’s worth.
Ray
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