...and any who are worried about the quality of their own writing. Take heart! At least you're not this author
*points at link*
http://vandonovan.livejournal.com/1088311.html
Worst piece of prose I have ever seen. Ever.
This is worse than the chicken that was not a chicken. Worse than the venom cock (heyo!). Worse than Laurell K. Hamilton's endless descriptions of Merry Gentry's hair (which I actually kind of like. Shut up).
And I quote:
"Her teeth were her only bracelet; she carried them within the red velvet purse of her lips. Her tongue was amber. Her tongue was a ferret, an anenome, a fox caught in the teeth of a tiger."
It goes on like this for two pages.
Her toes are snails, people! Snails with shells made of tears!
*points at link*
http://vandonovan.livejournal.com/1088311.html
Worst piece of prose I have ever seen. Ever.
This is worse than the chicken that was not a chicken. Worse than the venom cock (heyo!). Worse than Laurell K. Hamilton's endless descriptions of Merry Gentry's hair (which I actually kind of like. Shut up).
And I quote:
"Her teeth were her only bracelet; she carried them within the red velvet purse of her lips. Her tongue was amber. Her tongue was a ferret, an anenome, a fox caught in the teeth of a tiger."
It goes on like this for two pages.
Her toes are snails, people! Snails with shells made of tears!
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Shouldn't it be "the silky thatch of hair that surrounded her most secret and sacred of places was a field of wheat after the harvest" or something flowery like that? (and nevermind that said hair isn't generally "silky")
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The only body hair I've encountered that was even remotely soft was on arms, but of course the silky-pubesed type of heroine tends not to HAVE hair on her arms, even if Nair was never invented in her universe...