Hello, my pretties--err . . . wrong villain! Since Frankenstein didn't do anything other than moan, I'm going to have to channel more "HE'S ALIVE" enthusiasm.
Hello, YOU'RE ALIVE!
I give up.
So, part of the Writing Clinic is the First Page example. The first page of a novel can turn out to be the most daunting page. This is where you have to capture the attention of your audience. This is where you establish who your main character is, sometimes the problem within the story, and this is where you need action, emotion, excitement!
What you cannot put on your first page is a back story. My name is X, and I live in Y, and Z is what got me to this point in my life.
If that's how your book starts out, you have a lot of revisions ahead of you.
Okay, enough of my rambling. This is the first page of Wilde's Fire, which is also the Prologue!
I'm standing in the middle of a meadow, surrounded by tall wheat grasses. Dotted along the hillside are thousands of purple and yellow wildflowers. Bending down to pick one, I catch sight of him. Tall, strong, with looks piercing straight through me.
Stepping away from the dark shadows of the forest, he crosses into the
meadow, then stops in front of me.
"Katriona." He utters my name as if there's no other name in the world he'd rather speak.
He reaches out to hug me, the way he has so many times before. His workworn
hands warm my skin with their touch. He leans in, closes his eyes—
The sun disappears. The sky turns black. Emerging from the forest, gray
beasts with hollow eyes surround and watch us. Before Arland can turn and fight, a mangled creature rushes forward, then stabs him through the heart with a long, dagger-like claw.
My screams fill the darkness.