I think I might have mentioned in my last post that National Novel Writing Month is not about quality; it’s about quantity.
A group of friends and I celebrate this, by exchanging our best and worst sentences at the end of each day of National Novel Writing Month. We started this years ago, when most of us worked in the same office and after we sent the best-worst email, you could hear the others laughing at their desks. I am aware that it’s Saturday, and not many people check blogs on the weekend because they’re away from their computers and out living their lives, but I thought I’d extend part of the tradition to the this blog.
In the spirit of NaNoWriMo, here’s a sample of some of the worst writing this week has produced. Of the 7192 words I’ve produced so far, these are the most unfortunate, and that’s saying a lot. Normally, I don’t like to share my creative writing online, but since all of this is really bad, none of it is likely to make it into the finished manuscript and I don’t feel the need to keep any of it a professional secret. Some of these sentences are lame. Some are bizarre. Some are just stupid.
Nov. 1 – Amazing how a person can be so afraid of something one minute and so fascinated by it the next.
Nov. 2 – “Steve, what about the kids? No one’s going to want to come here if you’re killing their favorite dinosaurs.”
Nov. 3 – She removes her purse from between her arm and ribs and gestures toward the window with it. (The logistics of this one boggle the mind.)
Nov. 4 – “I don’t do primates.” (Good. Wait a minute. What?)
A little anti-climactic, I know. But we’ve only been noveling for four days. I’ll try to write really horrifying ones in the next week. I promise to get back to you all with a full seven days of lame sentences next Saturday.