First Sentence of a Failed Novel

Do you have failed first sentences of novels you tried to write? Here's one:

Her skin was chalky white, but Patrick thought she was rosy. Amelia was stretched out on the bed, beneath the mosquito netting.
Please share your own failed sentence in the comments section:
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1 comment:

  1. "My name is not really dewey Kincaid but that doesn't matter right now. What
    does matter is that I'm driving down the cloudy caves of the devil's architecture and
    imagining rhinos every few seconds standing in the middle the road ready to decimate the
    many of us upon impact."


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