Can you recognize the opening lines from the Stephen King novels?
By the time he had passed Portland going north on the turnpike, Ben Mears had begun to feel a not unpleasurable tingle of excitement in his belly.
Salem’s Lot
Once upon a time, not so long ago, a monster came to the small town of Castle Rock, Maine.
The morning I got it on was nice; a nice May morning.
She was squinting at the thermometer in the white light coming through the window.
The Running Man
umber whunnnn yerrrnnn umber whunnnn fayunnnn
This happened in 1932, when the state penitentiary was still at Cold Mountain.
The Green Mile
Jonesy almost shot the guy when he came out of the woods.
The world had teeth and it could bite you with them any-time it wanted.
The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon
Once, in a kingdom called Detain, there was a King with two sons.
The Eyes of the Dragon
In a small town, the opening of a new store is big news.
Needful Things
Hapscomb’s Texaco sat on Number 93 just north of Arnette, a pissant four-street burg about 110 miles from Houston.
The Stand
Jessie could hear the back door banging lightly, randomly, in the October breeze blowing around the house.
Gerald’s Game
The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.
The Dark Tower I
“Daddy, I’m tired,” the little girl in the red pants and the green blouse said fretfully. “Can’t you stop?”
It was fourteen years of hell, all told, but she hardly knew it.
Rose Madder
“Oh! Oh, Jesus! Gross!”
From two thousand feet, where Claudette Sanders was taking a flying lesson, the town of Chester’s Mill gleamed in the morning light like something freshly made and just set down.
Under the Dome
About a month after the death of his wife, Ralph Roberts began to suffer from insomnia for the first time in his life.
It was her third time with live ammunition… and her first time on the draw from the holster Roland had rigged for her.
The Dark Tower III
Curt Wilcox’s boy came around the barracks a lot the year after his father died, I mean a lot, but nobody ever told him get out the way or asked him what in hail he was doing there again.
From a Buick 8
The terror, which would not end for another twenty-eight years-if it ever did end-began, so far as I know or can tell, with a boat made from a sheet of newspaper floating down a gutter swollen with rain.
“Jack Torrence thought: Officious little prick.”
The Shining
Pere Don Callahan had once been the Catholic priest of a town, ‘salem’s Lot had been its name, that no longer existed on any map.
The Dark Tower VII
After deciding he would get nothing of interest from the two old men who comprised the entire staff ofThe Weekly Islander, the feature writer from the BostonGlobe took a look at his watch, remarked that he could just make the onethirty ferry back to the mainland if he hurried, thanked them for their time, dropped some money on the tablecloth, weighted it down with the salt shaker so the stiffish onshore breeze wouldn’t blow it away, and hurried down the stone steps from The Grey Gull’s patio dining area toward Bay Street and the little town below.
The Colorado Kid
Start with a blank surface.
Duma Key
The May 23rd issue of People magazine was pretty typical.
The Dark Half
On a very hot day in August of 1994, my wife told me she was going down to the Derry Rite Aid to pick up a refill on her sinus medicine prescription – this is stuff you can buy over the counter these days, I believe.
Bag of Bones
Three. This is the number of your fate.
The Dark Tower II
For want of a nail the kingdom was lost, that’s how the catechism goes when you boil it down.
The Tommyknockers
What did you ask, Andy Bissette?
Dolores Claiborne



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