I've posted the first paragraph of my current work-in-progress on Nathan Bransford's blog, as part of his 3rd Sort-Of-Annual Stupendously Ultimate First Paragraph Challenge (yes, it is quite the title, but else could you expect from a man who has written a book called Jacob Wonderbar and the Cosmic Space Kapow?)
And once I'd gone and posted it on someone else's blog, it did seem only fair to put it on my own :) So here it is:
After her father died, it took a while before Hannah McCarthy and her mother managed to fully sort through his belongings. The day that he died, within an hour of leaving the intensive care unit, Nora had started to dispose of anything that visibly reminded her of Jack. His alarm clock, his work files, the watch he’d left on his bedside locker when he left the house that morning – even his shoes were boxed up and stowed away or thrown out. His books took a few weeks to disappear, mainly because no one knew which books were his and which he’d borrowed. Hannah’s brother Tony sorted the books and Nora distributed them between his friends at the golf club and in his local pub. His clothes took the longest, because they still smelled of his aftershave and cigarette smoke.
No one dared touch his desk.
The prizes are pretty cool, so hey, here's hoping!