• Gina Denny


I am terrible at opening lines.

The irony of that being the opening line of this post is not lost on me.

However, today I am participating in Falling For Fiction’s Hookers and Hangers Blog Hop, which means I need to display at least some of the hookers (opening lines) of my novels.

These first four are from a contemporary YA romance, currently on submission with niche publishers:

I’m pretty sure I can think of at least six things I would rather do on a Saturday night than be at a school dance.  

It quickly becomes apparent that Eric is a man of routines.  

I don’t even have the guts to tell Lily where I am going.  

I look down at my phone, wanting it to say that this horrid, horrid day is almost over.  

This last one comes from my current steampunk YA fantasy, in the very earliest of the rough stages: 

Alice came to intrude on Sophia’s rest around nightfall, and while the girl was nothing but polite, Sophia found it incredibly difficult to do the same.

Like I said, I’m not great at opening lines. I do encourage you to come back on Wednesday, though, because my hangers are like WHOA. 


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