Friday, July 2, 2010

worst opening lines in literature

Winner: Fantasy Fiction

The wood nymph fairies blissfully pranced in the morning light past the glistening dewdrops on the meadow thistles by the Old Mill, ignorant of the daily slaughter that occurred just behind its lichen-encrusted walls, twin 20-ton mill stones savagely ripping apart the husks of wheat seed, gleefully smearing the starchy entrails across their dour granite faces in unspeakable botanical horror and carnage – but that’s not our story; ours is about fairies!

Rick Cheeseman

Waconia, MN

2 comments:

  1. Please tell me you didn't read another word past this.

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  2. hahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahha

    ah

    hahahhahahahahahhahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahhahahahhaha

    so good.

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