Start your novel anyway you want to, but ask yourself if your opening absorbs you or hypnotizes you as if you were watching it in a movie theatre.  Here are two openings inspired by the illustration:  It was raining when she opened the door, and the dampness curled around and under the burnt remnants of the fire.  She had taken her chances with this one, but if the rain had been a day early, she would have missed…

It was unexpected – a singular bolt of red lightening, like a neon claw severing the landscape around him.  When he slipped under the cracked timber by the swollen river, he knew it had come for him. 

What is the dramatic impact of each of these openings?  How could they be more intense?

Plot talking with Meg