Tag: Bulwer-Lytton

4th Effort for Bulwer-Lytton

The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest challenged entrants
to compose opening sentences to the worst of all possible novels. I’d written Echoes of Nam: Absence from war is not the same peace of the soul and thought about a ‘how it came about’ story.I did a tongue-in-cheek for the contest.

Would you continue reading a novel that started with a one sentence paragraph like the one below?

I’m Maria Conception Aquino and being an omniscient, all-knowing in literature voice only, observer, in-the-right place, at-the right-time, I put forth this biography of Hacker Lee Goor including but not limited to the lives of Brandon Taylor Grame and Adam William Brax for your most earnest consideration, so believe me – facts I don’t know personally or for which I have no written or recorded oral testimony are not guessed or supposed in this document; however, some conversations based on verifiable evidence are put into my words and phrases to further the story, but if you were there and know differently, please forgive my assumptions, and if you were not a witness, it matters not to me because just like many things we did not observe, they reasonably could have been.

The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest was founded in 1982 at San Jose State University.

None of my entries were published, and as explained in the post here none will ever be.

1 For reasons I cannot explain, I say, having repeated myself over and over again, I do therefore declare again: I am often random, so another post may interrupt the series I first intended to post in sequence.

Second Effort for Bulwer-Lytton

Founded in 1982 at San Jose State University in California,
the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest challenged entrants
to compose opening sentences to the worst of all possible novels. None of my entries were published and as explained here none will ever be.
My somewhat random writing log tells me I sent this one, but it may not have been my second effort as it is titled.

Army veteran Clayton Manning dabbling in fiction hoping to hit the market as a modern Raymond Chandler adding to his Philip Marlowe series or Mickey Spillane doing another Mike Hammer book but never gets a word published and not having a Kate Becket like Richard Castle did, he decides to take his teacher’s advice, “Write what you know,” and opens his own PI agency above a deteriorating secondhand music store in a small Texas town near Dallas, but in solving his first case he uncovers a deeply covert national security issue he cannot and will not dare to expose to his prospective reading audience even as fiction or innuendo.

For reasons I cannot explain, I say, having repeated myself over and over again, I do therefore declare again: I am often random, so another post may interrupt the series I first intended to post in sequence.

Bulwer-Lytton: Effort One

Founded in 1982 at San Jose State University in California,
the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest challenged entrants
to compose opening sentences to the worst of all possible novels. None of my entries were published and as explained here none will ever be.
One I wrote is posted below.

Cranston Paul Ryley lived by the philosophy that in the end, every person must account for him, herself, or they in that all motivation for actual actions related to accountability is irrelevant to the concept that any of the species humankind is the objective of non-prejudicial termination 1Pick, Apt, and Fitting, 1980 such that verifiable positive determination of any and/or all fiscal debt one should reimburse, deserves to recompense, or is able to remunerate will not be made until the fully integrated priority program necessitates that urgent consideration be applied to the issue of intended and unintended behavior as demonstrated by a supervised and un-perjured application of the thesis in question as cited by the previously referenced authors whose work may or may not be found by scholarly research at privately funded institutions, so his novel title protagonist Bogus would live by the same set of rubrics.

Having repeated myself over and over again, I do therefore declare again: I am often random, so another post may interrupt the series.