Saturday, January 1, 2011

100-Word Sentence

The very first thing I noticed when I died on that dreary and cold December sixth evening at precisely six o'clock plus six and sixty seconds—a mark of the beast of a burden that death was becoming—was that, although my eternal sleeping box was made of the finest cuts of pine and plywood, and despite the fact that the entire enclosure was lined with the best and most expensive stuffed leather and pleather, it was not well ventilated and there were red ants, which brought me to the following conclusion: death was dead uncomfortable and far too itchy.
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10 comments:

  1. Very nice! You made me laugh. :)

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  2. Hey, thanks, Jean! Glad to make you laugh :)

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  3. Boy, they didn't wait long to bury the narrator, did they? I liked the 6-6-6 reference and the red ants!

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  4. I like the little twist of humor at the end. Nice.

    Dan

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  5. @Sandra - I guess she had The Plague... the one that affects all first-person narrators, and, um... the town wanted to bury her quickly! :-D

    @Dan - Thanks!

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  6. @Elizabeth - What a compliment! Thanks! :-)

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  7. I chose your sentence as my top pick. Well done!

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