Joined: Oct. 2005
|Quote (Reciprocating Bill @ Jan. 25 2008,23:31)|
|Quote (ERV @ Jan. 25 2008,13:46)|
|In my inbox this morning, via dr. snail:|
Well, I suppose more evidence WAD is GF. They both plagiarize.
HEY WAD! I've decided to branch out from critical commentary of your miserable weblog and try my hand at a novel. Here's my opening paragraph:
|It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.|
Pretty good hook, eh? I worked for days on that. Next comes a part about a king with a fair jaw and a queen with a large face on the throne in France. Or maybe not in the bathroom, I'm working on it.
"It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents--except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness."