The beginning AND FAMOUS INCIPIT
find the right connection of a story and 'fundamental to capture the reader's attention.
Traditionally, a story began with "Once upon a time ...", which followed the action, today trend 'in attacking the other hand in medias res, that is in the middle of the situation or action.
The Beginning (incipit, which in Latin means "begin") and 'a key moment of the narrative: how many masterpieces risk today of being discarded because the first pages dwells in elaborate introductory presentations!
Take the opening words of Dante in the middle of the journey of our life I found myself within a dark forest. "Dante could have started with more conventionally" I found myself within a dark forest in the middle of the journey ... "but to enter in the middle of something (the preposition "in" already 'per se' Drag the "inside") been put into effect an immediate immersion in history. In addition, the pronoun "we" involves the active reader in the journey of the poet.
This focus on the opening words of the writers and 'a very instructive exercise to sharpen your intuition.
We see the different ways it can start to take a story (or novel)
an original Self-presentation of the narrator
Call me Ishmael
Hermann Melville, Moby Dick
O with a presentation of himself as a villain
go before the judge, saying, "I committed a crime. The poor creature does not would have died if I had not killed her. I Hermilo Tullio, I myself have killed. "
Gabriele D'Annunzio, the Innocent
My real name is 'well known in the records or registers at Newgate and the Old Bailey, and there are still outstanding things about my personal conduct of such gravity' that be expected to report here my name or my family history.
Daniel Defoe, The Fortunes and Misfortunes of the Famous Moll Flanders
Allow me, for now, call me William Wilson, so that the pure page that lies before me now has to be soiled by my real name, a name that too and 'already' been of shame and horror, for the abomination of my house
Edgar Allan Poe, William Wilson
ATTACK OR A CLASSIC FROM AUTOBIOGRAPHY
if you end up 'to be me the hero of my own life, or if this place will be taken by someone else, you will see in the pages that follow.
Charles Dickens, David Copperfield
One of the few, indeed perhaps the only one I knew for sure was this: that my name was Mattia Pascal
Luigi Pirandello, The Late Mattia Pascal
OR WITH AN ATTITUDE WITH REGARD Insolent 'TRADITIONAL LITERARY AUTOBIOGRAPHY
If you really want to hear this story, maybe you want to know first where I was born and what it 'was my childhood sucks and what did my parents and company before I arrived, and all that crap to David Copperfield, but I do not go just talk about it.
Jerome D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
I could well do without it, but I could not resist the temptation to write the story of my first steps in life ... one thing, but, 'I am absolutely convinced that if I were to live up a hundred years, the autobiography does not stretch more than certain. You have to be too blatantly in love with themselves, to speak, without shame, person.
Fedor Dostoevsky, The Adolescent
the narrator OR THAT HAVE ANOTHER CHARACTER
Within 'in my life in February 1932 for no more out. Since then, and 'spent more' than a quarter of a century, more than nine thousand days tedious and without purpose, that the lack of hope made all too empty. Days and years, many of whom died as the dry leaves from a tree withered.
Fred Uhlman, the friend found
was June 15th of 1767 that Cosimo Piovasco of Rondo, my brother, sat for the last time in our midst
Italo Calvino, The Baron in the Trees
OR WITH THE DESCRIPTION OF A NATURAL PERSON OR CITY TO BE 'THE BACKGROUND OF HISTORY PRIMARY
That branch of Lake Como ...
Alessandro Manzoni, The Betrothed
CAN' start in the middle of a conversation
"Well, there 'no one here? ... BRATH! ... But crab, all became deaf ... BRATH down here!"
"Do not scream, scream it hurts you, Arnold."
Allessandro Baricco, Castles of anger
O by a sentence that the narrator or a character addresses somebody
"He said he would dance with me if I had brought red roses, "cried 'the young student," but in all my garden there is no' one red rose!
Oscar Wilde, The Nightingale and the Rose
's true! I was and am very nervous, terribly nervous, but because you want to say that I'm crazy? The disease had sharpened my senses, not destroyed them had not made them dull. And, on the other, I had more 'acute sense of hearing. I heard all things in heaven and earth, and I heard many things from hell
Edgar Allan Poe, The Tell-Tale Heart
or reader
You are about to begin reading the novel. If a winter's night a traveler by Italo Calvino. Relax. Collect. Dispel every other thought.
Italo Calvino's If a winter's night a traveler
CAN 'START WITH A MEMORY
For a long time, I went to bed early in the evening
Marcel Proust, Swann's Way
OR the evocation of dominant characteristics of historical time CURRENT
On 25 May 1796 by General Bonaparte 'in Milan at the head of that young army that had crossed the bridge of Lodi and announced to the world that after so many centuries Caesar and Alexander had a successor.
Henri Stendhal, The Charterhouse of Parma
OR A REFLECTION philosophical or psychological
I am a sick person ... I'm a bad person. I am one who has nothing attractive. I think I have a liver disease. Although the other hand I do not understand one iota of my illness, I do not know precisely what there is sick of me.
Memories of the subsurface, Dostoevsky
All happy families are similar to each other, each unhappy family is' unhappy in its own way
Lev Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
OR THE SUBMISSION OF A LINE FROM THE CHARACTER OF THE AUTHOR
Scarlett O 'Hara was not a beauty, but men rarely felt it when, as the twins Traleton, suffered its charm
Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind
The man was tall and so thin that it seemed always in profile. Her skin was dark, the bones protruding and eyes burned with a perpetual fire.
Mario Vargas Llosa, The War of the End of the world
WITH THE SUBMISSION OF A banal situations and peaceful, Soon SARA 'STOPPED BY ADVERSE EVENTS
was a cool, clear day in April and the clocks marked one o'clock
George Orwell, 1984
It was a wonderful night, one of those nights that may exist only when you are 'young, my dear reader
Fedor Dostoevsky, the nights White
with a statement LAPIDARY OR disconcerting IMPACT
All children grow up, but one
James M. Barrie, Peter Pan
I live in Villa Borghese. Not a speck of dust, nor a chair misplaced. We are alone and we are dead.
Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer
inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited
Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
or explaining why 'is narrating THAT IS HISTORY
All the material in this book derived from my direct observation and 'was taken from recordings official o 'the result of interviews with people involved, and very often a whole series of talks that lasted for a considerable time
Truman Capote, In Cold Blood
If ever the history of the adventures of an ordinary man in this world was worthy of being published and once published to be well received, the person who gave it to the press and 'convinced that this is.
Daniel Defoe, The Life and Adventures of Robinson Crusoe
OR STARTED WHEN THE ACTION 'GIA' LAUNCHED IN MEDIAS RES, IN THE HEART OF
One day, I was already 'in the years ahead, in a hall and I 'came to meet a man. Yes and 'presented to me and said: "I've ever known"
Marguerite Duras, The Lover
We were in the classroom to study when I enter' the head followed by a new dress in civilian clothes, and a janitor carrying a large counter. Those who were sleeping were awakened, and all rose to their feet, as captured in full working
Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
When Gregor Samsa woke up 'one morning from uneasy dreams, he found himself' in his bed transformed into a huge insect
Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis
day that they would kill him, Santiago Nasar got up 'at 5.30 in the morning to go to wait for the ship which arrived
Bishop Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Chronicle of a Death Foretold
Someone must have callunniato Joseph K., since 'one morning, without having done anything wrong, he was arrested
Franz Kafka, The process
L' American handed Leamas to another cup of coffee and said, 'Why' do not go to sleep? We will call if arriving "
John Le Carre ', The Spy Who Came in From the Cold
Many years later, facing a firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to hear ice
Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude
I did not want to know, but I knew that one of the girls, it was no longer a child and had just returned from their honeymoon, they went to the bathroom, stood in front of the mirror, unbuttoned 'blouse, slips off' bra- you try 'my heart with the barrel of his father, who was in the dining room in the company of the family and three guests
Javier Marias, A Heart So White
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