Friday, August 24, 2012

Wretched Writers

It is time once again for the results of the annual Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest. My favorite of the bunch,  of course from the pun category is ....

Though they were merely strangers on a train, as she looked North by Northwest though the rear window, Marnie knew beyond a shadow of a doubt the trouble with Harry was that he was a psycho – his left and right hand middle fingers (formerly extended in the birds position) were menacingly twisting a rope in the form of a noose; certain of her impending death as surely as she could dial M for Murder, she was overcome by intense vertigo. — Amy Torchinsky, Greensboro, NC
There is, as always, some good stuff there.

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