tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post6143206310539197527..comments2024-03-28T05:29:45.364-04:00Comments on Heim Binas Fiction: First Friday Fiction Contest!CKHBhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17741681893677604323noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-19020696166407575532009-08-16T20:32:34.284-04:002009-08-16T20:32:34.284-04:00I was going to write something like:
The blackene...I was going to write something like:<br /><br />The blackened dark dampness of the oppressingly moody and angry deepness of the night wrapped around him like the velvety smoothness of a handsome cloak.<br /><br />However after scrolling through the posts I realized that Kate not only wrote it, but took it a step beyond. I humbly step down and give her my vote for best worstness. ^^Uninvokedhttp://www.uninvoked.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-32647352267075127802009-08-15T17:48:56.327-04:002009-08-15T17:48:56.327-04:00Cassandra pressed her face into her own heaving bo...Cassandra pressed her face into her own heaving bossom.Andrew Jackhttp://www.andrewjackwriting.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-41315712093458298862009-08-15T17:47:02.852-04:002009-08-15T17:47:02.852-04:00Greg went to the park, then he went home again.Greg went to the park, then he went home again.Andrew Jackhttp://www.andrewjackwriting.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-79285472389627668962009-08-14T21:40:40.979-04:002009-08-14T21:40:40.979-04:00Okay, these two had me laughing out loud:
"L...Okay, these two had me laughing out loud:<br /><br />"Look!" said someone, and they pointed at an exciting thing that had just happened.<br /><br />and<br /><br />"Oy, vey," said the rabbi as he snipped the baby boy's junk.<br /><br />Seriously, halarious.<br /><br />My entry:<br />She put white, minty, smooth toothpaste on her red, shiny, cool toothbrush slowly and calmly, then put the toothbrush in her mouth happily, but before she brushed her teeth she washed her face with cold - no, kind of warm - water that felt hot, but she didn't have a towel so she used her red, big shirt to wipe her face, so her shirt got wet with a big wet spot so then instead of brushing her teeth, she actually had to do the laundry, and she only put one thing in the washer angrily, which was her shirt - the red, big one, and decided that was a waste of water, so that's why she shut off the water when she brushed her teeth and that's when her basement caught on fire because of the fuze on the washer that didn't work good and that's where our story begins - with a house fire that killed five people and a dog, but not the woman who brushed her teeth, because she started the fire and in case you don't already somewhat know this already, she's sort of, kind of a bad woman.<br /><br />I have no idea where that came from...but wow, I'm capapble of some pretty horrendous stuff.Katie Gansherthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09150375338556869812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-17201957586697180492009-08-14T18:14:17.974-04:002009-08-14T18:14:17.974-04:00Somewhere in the frigid, lonely ice caves of Antar...Somewhere in the frigid, lonely ice caves of Antarctica, a hungry wolf howled my name.<br /><br />(Hey, you asked for three! I could do this all day and thoroughly entertain myself. Something to look forward to in the nursing home!!!)Debra Lynn Sheltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08238268767406623274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-86673335840933087122009-08-14T18:11:25.015-04:002009-08-14T18:11:25.015-04:00Ideas were falling like snowflakes all around Dais...Ideas were falling like snowflakes all around Daisy Mae; melting on the floor like raindrops.Debra Lynn Sheltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08238268767406623274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-63863772943361176422009-08-13T22:15:30.672-04:002009-08-13T22:15:30.672-04:00Chapter 1
Dan realized he was the last human bein...Chapter 1<br /><br />Dan realized he was the last human being left alive at about the same time he tripped over metal pipe and toppled off the building, plummeting 18 stories to his death.<br /><br />The End.Alissa Grossohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16701189791875707920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-47453852482198127322009-08-13T19:20:13.439-04:002009-08-13T19:20:13.439-04:00I looked deep into his stormy eyes, across his stu...I looked deep into his stormy eyes, across his stubbled G.I Joe jaw, down at his eager lips and realized, I should really twitter about this.BJWhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12947302421554392540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-9224172474872427432009-08-13T12:31:30.885-04:002009-08-13T12:31:30.885-04:00BWAhahahahaha!!!!BWAhahahahaha!!!!CKHBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17741681893677604323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-26439918001300492442009-08-13T11:44:01.392-04:002009-08-13T11:44:01.392-04:00"Oy, vey," said the rabbi as he snipped ..."Oy, vey," said the rabbi as he snipped the baby boy's junk.Debra Lynn Sheltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08238268767406623274noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-47779868295330611242009-08-12T09:01:53.777-04:002009-08-12T09:01:53.777-04:00"100 bottles of beer on the wall." Sang ..."100 bottles of beer on the wall." Sang sally as she would drive and wind, winding down, down down the mountain pass, past loose falling rocks and jagged edged caramel colored jewel toned brilliant sunshine. <br /><br />:)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556206184198452490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-80337452178360180762009-08-11T17:06:50.607-04:002009-08-11T17:06:50.607-04:00Lord, these are all terrible. Hooray!Lord, these are all terrible. Hooray!CKHBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17741681893677604323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-39968438889012965652009-08-11T16:50:47.075-04:002009-08-11T16:50:47.075-04:00It was (and it wasn't, but that's a differ...It was (and it wasn't, but that's a different story altogether).Lisa P.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-44744739742815522632009-08-11T16:49:35.324-04:002009-08-11T16:49:35.324-04:00I am ready, she thought to herself (to herself is ...I am ready, she thought to herself (to herself is important because she had been known, on occasion, to think to her best friend Nathan), and launched her compact frame into a spin that put shame to clothes dryers in laundromats all over Manhattan.Lisa P.noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-73028492820238737222009-08-11T14:34:59.773-04:002009-08-11T14:34:59.773-04:00The sky above the port was the color of television...<a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&num=100&q=neuromancer+first+line&aq=f&oq=&aqi=" rel="nofollow">The sky above the port was the color of television</a>, tuned to that one episode of <i>Friends</i> where Ross or maybe that other guy who IRL I think he had vicodin issues gets a monkey.Felixhttp://www.felixgilman.com/wordpressnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-66563168894587918262009-08-11T14:16:12.010-04:002009-08-11T14:16:12.010-04:00CLIPCLOP CLIPCLOP clipclop clipclop went Cowboy Da...<i>CLIPCLOP</i> CLIPCLOP clipclop clipclop went Cowboy Dan's horse as it decelerated into an empty parking spot out front of the Last Chance Saloon.Felixhttp://www.felixgilman.com/wordpressnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-9906771572882781732009-08-11T13:30:49.961-04:002009-08-11T13:30:49.961-04:00"Look!" said someone, and they pointed a..."Look!" said someone, and they pointed at an exciting thing that had just happened.Felixhttp://www.felixgilman.com/wordpressnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-91311583485335779762009-08-11T00:36:09.883-04:002009-08-11T00:36:09.883-04:00Count Ormond's long blonde hair swept majectic...Count Ormond's long blonde hair swept majectically from his cold evil blue eyes as he stormed determinedly down the halls of his haunted manor.Andrew Jackhttp://www.andrewjackwriting.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-14672261385064111222009-08-10T19:46:43.656-04:002009-08-10T19:46:43.656-04:00My entry:
An hour into the start of the Star Trek...My entry:<br /><br />An hour into the start of the Star Trek Convention and Allison's cell phone wouldn't stop ringing from overexcited fellow convention goers distracting her from the memorabilia auction and giving her the first reason to regret sharing it here, in spite of the gushing compliments for her daring barely costume, and providing perfect cover for a stalker.M. Javaherianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05784477965585505964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-34755043582913537432009-08-10T07:32:43.519-04:002009-08-10T07:32:43.519-04:00This is hilarious! I won't be entering but I&#...This is hilarious! I won't be entering but I'll be back to check them out. LOL! <br />btw, I love that painting.Jessica Nelsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12365768876905444157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-3218790316000112462009-08-07T22:59:08.653-04:002009-08-07T22:59:08.653-04:00Oh, I am sure I can find some stella examples of b...Oh, I am sure I can find some stella examples of bad first lines. I will be back.... :)Tabitha Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08196816108272065974noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-49518613926726469522009-08-07T12:38:10.277-04:002009-08-07T12:38:10.277-04:00Oh I get it. First Friday, as in first Friday of t...Oh I get it. First Friday, as in first Friday of the month, not first in a series. I will for sure be coming back to read other people's entries, even if I can't turn off my mental editor long enough to write and submit an awful first line.M. Javaherianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05784477965585505964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-75129981786704437782009-08-07T12:02:05.000-04:002009-08-07T12:02:05.000-04:00Somewhere in the darkness of that cold, gusty Nove...Somewhere in the darkness of that cold, gusty November night on the seacoast of Maine, a young librarian turned once more to the tales of fantasy, heroism and love that lined the bowing shelves of the bookcases that made up the majority of the furniture in her tiny apartment - all she could afford on her librarian's salary, after all - and it occurred to her, however briefly, to entertain the thought that danced across her mind: did she spend too much time in the world of fantasy, and not enough in the harsh light of reality?<br /><br />--Lisa P. (once again difficulty posting as other than anonymous...)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-45768291195693459672009-08-07T11:08:04.099-04:002009-08-07T11:08:04.099-04:00This sounds like a fun idea. I wish I still had my...This sounds like a fun idea. I wish I still had my first novel saved on my computer but I lost all that. I'll bet its first line was a doozy.Stephanie Farishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10461865229341760836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-849583276019228310.post-25802277386665415992009-08-07T10:40:56.757-04:002009-08-07T10:40:56.757-04:00A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away (ok, so...A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away (ok, so it was just down the street and around the bend), there lived an old hermit by the name of Old Phil (who, incidently, wasn't named Phil at all), his mean old dog, Jake, and a mysterious figure whose identity we shall discover...momentarily.<br /><br />Wow. This sounds so bad to me I don't really want to post it!Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06683486631901017529noreply@blogger.com