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First Line From Another Novel I Probably Won’t Write December 8, 2010

Posted by gregquill in Uncategorized.
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“Detective Bart Lasiter was in his office studying the light from his one small window falling on his super burrito when the door swung open to reveal a woman whose body said you’ve had your last burrito for a while, whose face said angels did exist, and whose eyes said she could make you dig your own grave and lick the shovel clean.”

–Jim Guigli, Carmichael, California (2006 Winner of the annual Bulwer-Lytton challenge “to compose the opening sentence to the worst of all possible novels”. )

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