tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post1615886058636036250..comments2024-03-25T14:36:16.797-04:00Comments on The Crime Writers' Chronicle: Killer Opening ParagraphsUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-43191891095327114482012-04-15T23:16:48.742-04:002012-04-15T23:16:48.742-04:00Kate, I agree with Thelma! One of the best ever!Kate, I agree with Thelma! One of the best ever!Annamaria Alfierihttp://www.annamariaalfieri.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-41548050508457056972012-04-15T22:55:19.743-04:002012-04-15T22:55:19.743-04:00I'm glad you did; we're all glad. And you ...I'm glad you did; we're all glad. And you were mistaken: you turn a mean phrase.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-55476452514417477382012-04-15T14:46:40.403-04:002012-04-15T14:46:40.403-04:00Kate, that first sentence is one of the best in th...Kate, that first sentence is one of the best in the files of mystery writers! Hard to top that kind of success, but I'm sure your new work will! ThelmaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-34337783891194876782012-04-15T13:25:27.336-04:002012-04-15T13:25:27.336-04:00Nice one, Bob.Nice one, Bob.Kate Gallisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06107289413804236810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-74016991368650690112012-04-15T05:56:49.855-04:002012-04-15T05:56:49.855-04:00Too Right, Bob. The first thing I learned about y...Too Right, Bob. The first thing I learned about you, in the first session of the writers group, lo those many years ago, was that you could write about gritty, awful things in the most beautiful language imaginable. I knew I would never be able to do that. It took a lot of nerve for me to keep going.Annamaria Alfierihttp://www.annamariaalfieri.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-197122286041557542012-04-15T01:09:10.538-04:002012-04-15T01:09:10.538-04:00There's something about bodies in winter that ...There's something about bodies in winter that gets to me. I'm referring to bodies found out of doors on weekday mornings when an ambient temperature of twenty-one degrees is reinforced by a wind cold enough to crack the porcelain on your teeth. Mornings when a malevolent sun glares down from the bluest of innocent blue skies, when blood congeals into greasy black balls that resemble nothing so much as rabbit droppings on a suburban lawn.- 1st para., Chapter 1, Bodies In Winter.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-28610808613574474152012-04-13T21:19:09.449-04:002012-04-13T21:19:09.449-04:00Henry V!Henry V!Annamaria Alfierihttp://www.annamariaalfieri.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-51764869398207618572012-04-13T09:47:11.084-04:002012-04-13T09:47:11.084-04:00Henry: Raymond Chandler. Farewell, my Lovely. But ...Henry: Raymond Chandler. Farewell, my Lovely. But I had to look it up! The ignominy! Forty years or more have passed since I read everything that Chandler ever wrote.<br /><br />Hmm. A muse of fire. Ya got me. I'm going to go take a nap, and after that I'll maybe look it up.Kate Gallisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06107289413804236810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-70914046686467660092012-04-13T09:21:10.840-04:002012-04-13T09:21:10.840-04:00Can't help it. My favorite has ALWAYS been an...Can't help it. My favorite has ALWAYS been and will ALWAYS be: "It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife." It is all the more wonderful that it is still true<br /><br />If it's a play, how could anyone beat, "Oh, for a muse of fire."Annamaria Alfierihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12311596277267789834noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7794927480752850942.post-47198896070927717182012-04-13T08:35:40.012-04:002012-04-13T08:35:40.012-04:00She was a blonde. A blonde to make a bishop kick a...She was a blonde. A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained glass window. <br /><br />(All right, I stole it. But the best writers steal from the best sources, don't we?)Henry Kisornoreply@blogger.com