Day 6 Challenge

(posting a day late...)

"Today write the opening sentence of your debut novel"


Here's a go:

Perhaps it’s the fact that I haven’t had a consistent temperature shower in over 3 months (I think my neighbors get off on the shrieks they hear when I’m briefly scalded or frozen each morning)…perhaps it’s the nightly faithful, drunken, hoarking episode of the man across from my living room window (I can’t tell if he’s vomiting, or masturbating) …perhaps it’s the weekly 7:30am, frantic ringing at my doorbell, after stumbling my way, frightened to see what disaster lies outside my door, only to open it to a man shoving fruit and tamales in my face (with a smell so potent it makes me feel like I have morning sickness)…perhaps it’s a combination of all of the above that finally led me to that desperate, decrepit, lonely place…the La Macarena Inn on Main St…the place where my life changed, and my story begins.