Thursday, August 14, 2008

 

This bad writing ain't bad

Here. This will help get the bad taste out of y'allses' mouths fron the previous saccharine post about Obama's and McCain's canned, candy-ass lists of favorite songs.

The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction (Bad Writing) Contest Awards!

Here's the runner-up, and frankly, I think it should've been the winner!

"Hmm . . ." thought Abigail as she gazed languidly from the veranda past the bright white patio to the cerulean sea beyond, where dolphins played and seagulls sang, where splashing surf sounded like the tintinnabulation of a thousand tiny bells, where great gray whales bellowed and the sunlight sparkled off the myriad of sequins on the flyfish's bow ties, "time to get my meds checked."

See them all, direct from San Jose State University.

--ER

# by Erudite Redneck @ 3:40 PM. CLICK COMMENTS TO GIVE YOUR OPINION>
Comments:
Indeed.

Okay, now I don't feel so bad about my prose. Thanks! I needed that!

More ABBA?
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 5:53 PM
 
After Snoopy re-read the Bulwer-Lytton entries for 2008 he stomped around his dog house so hard that a trench formed and then filled with water during the dark and stormy night creating a moat that caused the Spad to nose down into the mud and crash the next morning on an attempted take off.
# posted by Blogger drlobojo : 9:54 PM
 
It's the last line that makes it good.
# posted by Blogger Liam : 6:42 AM
 
Loved it all, but especially the Tupperware and "the dark and stormy knight".
Thanks for the laugh!
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 7:10 AM
 
"A slug in a sandpaper trenchcoat." Now there's an image that's going to stay with me for awhile.
# posted by Blogger Nan : 1:28 PM
 
LOL, all.
# posted by Blogger Erudite Redneck : 10:08 PM
 
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