August 5, 2007
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I love this contest. Although I have never entered it, I am horrible with run on sentences, I’m sure that I unintentionally write things that would apply to the rules.
Is everyone familiar with Bulwer-Lytton? He was a writer who wrote many great things… things like ‘The almighty dollar’ oh and other saying that now escape me but I’m sure I will remember as soon as I finish this post!
If you have read a Peanuts comic and witnessed Snoopy at his typewriter you have seen his work. “It was a dark and stormy night…”
The actual sentence reads as follows~
“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents–except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.”
–Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, Paul Clifford (1830)
Nice Huh?
SO they have a contest every year and I was very impressed with this years winner I just had to share it.
Here it is, the winning sentence.
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.
Jim Gleeson
Madison, WIMr. Gleeson must be a hoot… to think of inserting a major disaster between the act of beginning a bodily function!
Well now I can never enter the contest… how does one beat that?!
AHHH!! “The pen is mightier then the sword” That’s Bulwer-Lytton too!
CAN YOU WRITE A BETTER SENTENCE THEN THE ONE ABOVE???? What would be your contest entry?
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Don’t feel pressure to write a sentence.
I know how hard it can be to write something bad… Yeah… right.
Comments (14)
That is funny!!! Pompeiian humor.
She was trying to type a comment,but as she hit the first keys the phone rang and the boy grabbed her arm to pull her away to show her the overflowing toilet and hand her the phone because it was her MIL saying that water was coming down thru the kitchen ceiling onto the dinner table dripping on the food that she was supposed to go eat in a few minutes.
It all did happen to me just not all at the same time!!!
You should enter the contest, you always come up with something funny.
This is one contest I could win with both hands tied behind my back, so I’m not entering.
Trish
Wonder if he wrote “The blind man picked up his hammer and saw.” ?
hee hee… very cute… I could come up w/ something clever and whatnot… but I’m tired…
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I’ve read that by Snoopy and I thought he was the author of it.
sounds like an intereresting contest!!!!!
have a great week sweetie!
nah, i couldnt come up with something right now….ITS MONDAY and I am having a hectic day at work, so brain dead is just not the word – LOL!!!!!!! Um…………..another time perhaps – lol!
LOL…good stuff. Love Beth’ comment too, hehe. *mental note…don’t have dinner at Beth’ house*
I have to give this some thought.
ryc
You are such a sweet thing, leaving me that comment and making me feel so good.
Thanks for that.
And yes, they have some ridiculously expensive teas there. And coffees too, hehe.
Have a wonderful monday, dearie.
Hugs,
L
Thats how all my sentences come out except when I try.
Have a great day
Hum… talk about a bad air day!
The acid rain, after it was formed from the lavas ash during the great volcanic eruption of Ohio, began to pour down on the various selected groups of anti-hero’s, for the weather never apreciated the actions of the beligerent abusers of it’s powers; and the magnificent anti-hero’s, led by the self-proclaimed hero Gerald, had done wrong using the weather for their brutal tactics against the malevolent elitist of crime, and the group who had sucked the life force out of the elements of earth and fire.
That’s my entrance.
I have a bad habit of running on sentences. Frankly, I’ll admit, my writing is wretched. Maybe I shouldn’t write when i’m so tired…:)