Wanna read the first paragraph of the sf novel I started writing today? Well, whether you want to or not, here it is:
My name is Thomas Mathiason Rimsky-Korsakov. I am the second son of Delphinium McKinley Rimsky-Korsakov and I have been ordered by my Commander to write down everything that happened, and my ship-mates have been told to do the same. At the moment, even money among the members of the crew says this order came down to us, through our Commander, from that thing in the sky. You can see it at night, an oversized star threading its way through the other stars up there like a friendless giant crossing a crowded square. I hear the people up there think they are in some sort of navy too, like us, except our ship can go on water and theirs can't. I hear they think our ship is stupid looking, and that nobody but an idiot would build a ship like ours to go on the water, but what do they know? They can only go through space.
Okay, that's it. You'll never see me mention it again until it's done. And no, you aren't supposed to be bowled over by the brilliance of the prose. I just wanted to do something to mark the occasion of this thing's birth.