tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629301231907528990.post5968357302173897435..comments2024-03-26T18:01:57.609+00:00Comments on Inky Fool: Bulwer-Lytton or: The Pen is Mightier than The Great UnwashedM.H. Forsythhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01464964455944509750noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629301231907528990.post-51427977025630418912010-07-10T07:42:20.098+01:002010-07-10T07:42:20.098+01:00I used to read Peanuts and remember the phrase wel...I used to read Peanuts and remember the phrase well - Snoopy was the original 'struggling writer' constantly thwarted by distractions. But it also always reminds me now of the following:<br />It was a dark and stormy night<br />The toilet light was dim<br />I heard a cry and then a splash:<br />My God! He's fallen in!broken birohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06233920262119205474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629301231907528990.post-79070365706109908202010-07-04T12:03:15.691+01:002010-07-04T12:03:15.691+01:00It sounds like you may prefer Adam Cadre's Lyt...It sounds like you may prefer Adam Cadre's Lyttle Lytton contest: http://adamcadre.ac/lyttle.htmlAdam Sampsonhttp://offog.org/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629301231907528990.post-35318195837547236542010-07-02T21:36:47.422+01:002010-07-02T21:36:47.422+01:00They are very very funny. I didn't know about...They are very very funny. I didn't know about this competition. If I get no takers from the next 117 agents I try for my novel, I may try and enter this one.Fran Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07935088780461825341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629301231907528990.post-78388910066320548352010-07-02T16:23:04.805+01:002010-07-02T16:23:04.805+01:00thank you, Everet. I knew you would have this at y...thank you, Everet. I knew you would have this at your fingertips.Mrs. Malaprophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11571335974754100925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629301231907528990.post-33027579553955917732010-07-02T16:19:12.999+01:002010-07-02T16:19:12.999+01:00The heat was stiffling, read Richard. He sighed, a...The heat was stiffling, read Richard. He sighed, and lit a cigarette. <br /><br />The heat was stiffling. Moodly he looked out of his bedroom window. Yes, the day was far too hot to be sleepy. He had to chose. To win, to suceed would be incredulous. But to fail, to loose, would be contemptuous!Everet Lapel (P.hD)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14191121752821385700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2629301231907528990.post-42182686611125555462010-07-02T14:03:54.774+01:002010-07-02T14:03:54.774+01:00The one I always remember is "the heat was st...The one I always remember is "the heat was stiffling" - I think it is in The Information, where one of the characters is reading somebody else's bad fiction. Everet would be able to remember.Mrs. Malaprophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11571335974754100925noreply@blogger.com