Thursday, 13 March 2014

Bill Warrington's Last Chance by James King

Bill Warrington listened to the final huffs and pings of the engine and the crackle of the vinyl settling about him as he removed the key from the ignition and let his arms drop into his lap.

Another book that begins in a car. What follows is the character sitting there, pondering his garage or maybe how to begin the story.

The fifth paragraph is one line:

Bill opened his eyes. He was wasting time, sitting there like that.

Hopefully, the story will begin now that character realizes he is supposed to be in a story and not just in his car. But then the plot slowly gravitates towards and falters in a kitchen drawer. If this moves any slower the pages will start to stick together.

First thing said:

“Mr. Warrington?”

Verdict: Fail

Rudy Globird

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