A Good Day for Bad Writing
Garrison Spik has just won the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, for the worst sentence written this year for an imaginary novel. The winning sentence:
“Theirs was a New York love, a checkered taxi ride burning rubber, and like the city their passion was open 24/7, steam rising from their bodies like slick streets exhaling warm, moist, white breath through manhole covers stamped ‘Forged by DeLaney Bros., Piscataway, N.J.’ ”
For more information, see this article in the New York Times, or the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest website, "where www stands for Wretched Writers Welcome."
“Theirs was a New York love, a checkered taxi ride burning rubber, and like the city their passion was open 24/7, steam rising from their bodies like slick streets exhaling warm, moist, white breath through manhole covers stamped ‘Forged by DeLaney Bros., Piscataway, N.J.’ ”
For more information, see this article in the New York Times, or the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest website, "where www stands for Wretched Writers Welcome."