How's this for the opening sentence to a book: "For the first month of Ricardo and Felicity's affair, they greeted one another at every stolen rendezvous with a kiss - a lengthy, ravenous kiss, Ricardo lapping and sucking at Felicity's mouth as if she were a giant cage-mounted water bottle and he were the world's thirstiest gerbil."?
Yep, the always-good-for-a-giggle Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest (for truly execrable prose) winners have been announced. So bad it's great!
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