[bksvol-discuss] Re: My favorite Bulwer-Lytton sentence
- From: "Kim Friedman" <kimfri11@xxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: <bksvol-discuss@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Sun, 05 Jul 2009 03:09:08 -0700
Oh, Carrie, that is such a howler. I'm not fond of that either. Did you
actually scream about it? I don't know whether to admire the writer for his
ingenuity in coming up with the thing or to throw hard objects at him. I
wonder if he is really a good writer deliberately setting out to write badly
here. Regards, Kim aka Ellinder.
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[mailto:bksvol-discuss-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx] On Behalf Of Carrie Karnos
Sent: Saturday, July 04, 2009 7:23 PM
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Subject: [bksvol-discuss] My favorite Bulwer-Lytton sentence
About halfway through this sentence, I start screaming, "Make it stop! Make
it stop!" For me, this is THE worst opening line ever:
She wasn't really my type, a hard-looking but untalented reporter from the
local cat box liner, but the first second that the third-rate representative
of the fourth estate cracked open a new fifth of old Scotch, my sixth sense
said seventh heaven was as close as an eighth note from Beethoven's Ninth
Symphony, so, nervous as a tenth grader drowning in eleventh-hour cramming
for a physics exam, I swept her into my longing arms, and, humming "The
Twelfth of Never," I got lucky on Friday the thirteenth.
--Wm. W. "Buddy" Ocheltree, Port Townsend, Washington (1993 Winner)
See what I mean??
Carrie
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