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Another year of really terrible writing

Tue 31 Jul 2007, 10:55 AM

by Ben Langhinrichs
Yes, the results are out for the 2007 Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, celebrating the worst and most convoluted opening sentence to a nonexistent novel.  And the winner is:
"Gerald began -- but was interrupted by a piercing whistle which cost him ten percent of his hearing permanently, as it did everyone else in a ten-mile radius of the eruption, not that it mattered much because for them 'permanently' meant the next ten minutes or so until buried by searing lava or suffocated by choking ash -- to pee."
although there are lots more great entries to choose from, including:
"The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife, not even a sharp knife, but a dull one from that set of cheap knives you received as a wedding gift in a faux wooden block; the one you told yourself you'd replace, but in the end, forgot about because your husband ran off with another man, that kind of knife."
and my favorite short entry:
"Danny, the little Grizzly cub, frolicked in the tall grass on this sunny Spring morning, his mother keeping a watchful eye as she chewed on a piece of a hiker they had encountered the day before."
Ahh, to write so badly!  It is inspiring. 

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What has been said:

626.1. Tim Tripcony
(07/31/2007 09:04 AM)

I think we saw Danny on Sunday... Laura and I were hanging out in and around Gatlinburg for the weekend. Drove through Smoky Mountain National Park, originally intending to do some hiking, until we saw a baby bear and its mother strolling through the underbrush about ten feet from the road... suddenly hiking didn't seem altogether wise.

626.2. Julian Robichaux
(07/31/2007 02:16 PM)

Love it. One of these years I'm going to remember to submit to that contest -- not that I can write quite that well/bad/insanely, but it would be fun to try.