Kidding 😉

I love Nellie McKay; I think she’s pretty brilliant and I love her voice.

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I’ve been laughing so hard at the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction contest.

The goal of the contest is childishly simple: entrants are challenged to submit bad opening sentences to imaginary novels.

I think my favorite ones are:

The complementary crepuscularities of earth and sky shrank away from one another as the roseate effulgence of a new dawn burst forth, not unlike a reclining pneumatic beauty’s black silk stocking splitting apart at the seam to reveal the glowing radiance of an angrily sun-burned leg.

and

Bill swore the affair had ended, but Louise knew he was lying, after discovering Tupperware containers under the seat of his car, which were not the off-brand containers that she bought to save money, but authentic, burpable, lidded Tupperware; and she knew he would see that woman again, because unlike the flimsy, fake containers that should always be recycled responsibly, real Tupperware must be returned to its rightful owner.

I love language. I admire these people for writing with such humor.