Thursday, January 27, 2011

Passage from a non-existent short story

"The words on the page threatened him like a gang of nouns wielding verbs with reckless abandon. Adverbs grinned menacingly, their cadence brutal and merciless. Oh, he sighed, if only there were a period that could end the barrage. But the commas kept coming, their sickles digging deep into the paragraph and pausing only for the occassional semicolon."

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