now i'm no literary critic, but that second paragraph was one sentence. one.
AWESOME.
::jaw drops::
That's worthy of a Bulwer-Lytton.
"Y'all'll!"
Y'know, I must admit that I use this contraction pretty regularly, though you swallow the second double-l so that it sounds more like yalla, as in: "Yalla never believe where I woke up this mornin'."
Yes, but how about "all y'all"? One of my favorite southernisms.
I can't believe no-one has commented on my favorite part
"Imagine if y'all had to take the emergency stares in your condition" he chuckled."
It took me a few seconds to parse that sentence and figure out what the heck was going on. The image of "emergency stares" is rather compelling.
Whoo doggy. The last time I saw such prose I was a volunteer reader for a playwright competition. I read over 200 unpublished plays.
One gem was from Japan and appeared to be a word-for-word translation into English. The only line of dialogue I can really remember is "My life is an anthill of personas."
Hey, that is John Scalzi! He's one of my favorite authors and bloggers. If you are interested in Heinlein science fiction you should check out his latest book - "Old Man's War."
What, all y'all didn't spontaneously generate from the blogosphere just because I happened on the scene? Say it ain't so.
Much as flies spontaneously generate from rotting meat, in fact.
Yes, that was precisely the image I was going for.
Much as flies spontaneously generate from rotting meat, in fact.
Wow, that's vicious. But who are you insulting, exactly? Prof. Bitch?
No one. I have nothing against bphd, or whoever the flies would be (I would be included, I presume). But it was once thought that flies were spontaneously generated from rotting meat, and it was a good line, so...