Write Lightning is a blog from writer Deb Thompson.
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Everyone is welcome here.
(Some links or topics may not be completely kid-appropriate.)
Mon, Jul 17 2006
Long, drawn-out explanation
I've been enjoying the best of the 22006 Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest entries. I can't say I liked their choice as top entry, but it was still very good. There were others I liked much more, particulary the ones with puns.
I always intend to send in an entry, until real life gets in the way and I find myself juggling some odd combination of tasks such as research on the origination of left-wing conspiracies, that mad dash through the place with a vacuum that I have convinced myself is housework and the parade of workers on the property who are constructing a sunroom, which was purchased in good faith and which I've found takes much longer to construct than I'd hoped and which I've also found makes the aforementioned housework discouraging since the sawdust rides the coastal marine layer right into the rest of the house and makes itself at home on every flat surface it touches, as though the sawdust is intended as some pithy prologue into the main story of the house into which it intends to add a new chapter of life once the room has been finished.
posted at: 08:39 | category: /Writing Life | link to this entry
I've been enjoying the best of the 22006 Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest entries. I can't say I liked their choice as top entry, but it was still very good. There were others I liked much more, particulary the ones with puns.
I always intend to send in an entry, until real life gets in the way and I find myself juggling some odd combination of tasks such as research on the origination of left-wing conspiracies, that mad dash through the place with a vacuum that I have convinced myself is housework and the parade of workers on the property who are constructing a sunroom, which was purchased in good faith and which I've found takes much longer to construct than I'd hoped and which I've also found makes the aforementioned housework discouraging since the sawdust rides the coastal marine layer right into the rest of the house and makes itself at home on every flat surface it touches, as though the sawdust is intended as some pithy prologue into the main story of the house into which it intends to add a new chapter of life once the room has been finished.
posted at: 08:39 | category: /Writing Life | link to this entry
