Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Bad to Verse

I love a good pun. And I adore a bad one. So I was pleased to find this gem among the recently announced winners of the 2007 Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest:

I was in a back alley in Fiji, fighting desperately and silently for my life, fighting desperately for oxygen, clawing at the calm and almost gentle pressure of the fabric held over my face by implacable, ebony thighs when I realized -- he was killing me softly with his sarong. (Karl Scott, Brisbane, Australia)

The Bulwer-Lytton contest (named for the author who began his novel with "It was a dark and stormy night.") asks folks to submit their own truly terrible opening lines. You can read the best of the worst from this year's contest here.--David E

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