The WORST sentence...

[Sterling13]

I thought this was a nifty little challenge. The link below will take you to the annual San Jose State University contest to write the worst-possible first sentence of a novel.

http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/...se_than_t.html

I challenge my awesomely bad talent against yours! Go!

[tmso]

Oh, dear, dear boy. You have nothing on me...watch me fly.

[shashekar]

I think we should forward this to Kevin J. Anderson.

[MrBF1V3]

Strange, I'm reading one of the books with the sentences from that contest. Some of them are worse than bad.

Good luck

B5

[Sterling13]

Here goes mine:

The wind grabbed at me with its cold touch, shaking me like a pit-bull catching hold of a mailman, my brain sloshing back and forth in my skull, until finally, gently, it let me float down to earth like a letter from the mailman’s sack.

[shashekar]

The night was black and wet; black as the soul of a rapist lurking in a darkened coal cellar at midnight, and wet as the stern back of a grizzled metal worker taking a cold shower after a hard day pounding molten hot steel.

[Dawnstorm]

MY DUCK

I once had a duck, and the duck that I had was a very nice duck, and when it died, I was very sad, so that I didn't want another duck.

The End

[tmso]

The night was black and wet; black as the soul of a rapist lurking in a darkened coal cellar at midnight, and wet as the stern back of a grizzled metal worker taking a cold shower after a hard day pounding molten hot steel.

Ow! The contrast of cold shower/hot steel hurt my teeth!

[tmso]

Here goes mine:

The wind grabbed at me with its cold touch, shaking me like a pit-bull catching hold of a mailman, my brain sloshing back and forth in my skull, until finally, gently, it let me float down to earth like a letter from the mailman’s sack.

That's awesome, I actually like that one.