I just read a good poem by
msggoat. Then, during the comments round (which we on LJ know to call "Endless Jeopardy"), I had the greatest idea!
I will enter the Bulwer-Lytton contest for the worst first paragraph of a novel ever written. I will practice a new plan, hip, Vegassy and so George Clooney, that nobody will ever beat. I will take one of my very own poems, convert it into prose format, and THAT, my friends, will be the winning entry!
I will enter the Bulwer-Lytton contest for the worst first paragraph of a novel ever written. I will practice a new plan, hip, Vegassy and so George Clooney, that nobody will ever beat. I will take one of my very own poems, convert it into prose format, and THAT, my friends, will be the winning entry!
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I lost my job at a university medical/social sciences library about a year ago. While I worked there, I was collecting lots of "misreadings" of medical phraseology. Thought this year's existential crisis was a good time to pull out the "pain" phrases.
Looking forward to seeing the Bulwer-Lytton entry. It's fun to try to be good at being bad at something, yes?
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Date: 2002-08-16 09:03 pm (UTC)Bad poetry is really my forte. The things I've published, relatively few though they be, all qualify. My self published booklet qualifies in spades. I'll have to see which one is the most B-L worthy.
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:-)
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Date: 2002-08-16 11:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-08-17 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-08-17 06:43 am (UTC)Much appreciated. Very thoughtful indeed.
Lonely girls with pretty hairdos
Date: 2002-08-17 03:25 pm (UTC)Re: Lonely girls with pretty hairdos
Date: 2002-08-17 03:28 pm (UTC)I remember my junior year of college...it was when college actually got fun! But it sounds so...old....to say stuff like that.
"I told you, Mrs. Peacock, the kingdom of Heaven *is* close at hand."
Date: 2002-08-17 04:44 pm (UTC)Yes, I am now in Portland. I'm sitting in an unconditioned rom with the window open and I'm not sweating profusely (or, even at all!). I think that says everything about which place is heaven and which place is hell. <g>
All that is Gold does not Glitter
Date: 2002-08-17 05:31 pm (UTC)let us burn each other blind...
let us dance, let us dance away,
dance to the end of time, oh,
come with me to the Islands of the Dead,
to the soulhouse, to the firehouse,
smoke and ash of laughter in your head,
sweet laughter, hereafter, ever after,
in the Islands of the Dead....."....
---Bill Nelson, from "Islands of the Dead"
it's all a matter of how hot you wish your Heaven to be.
Re: All that is Gold does not Glitter
Date: 2002-08-17 05:57 pm (UTC)My corner of heaven is always snowy, I'd wager.