I just began reading The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls — on my must-read list for a while now — and I couldn’t help but think of a writing workshop I attended a while back. We learned about the importance of the first line in a book, the kind that draws the reader in.

I think Walls has it down:

“I was sitting in a taxi, wondering if I had overdressed for the evening, when I looked out the window and saw Mom rooting through a Dumpster.”

Yeah, you have me.