HORSE’S MOUTH SENTENCE

February 16, 2016

Joyce Cary’s novel, The Horse’s Mouth, contains artful writing of the finest cabin. It teems with lovely sentences, the likes of which are wrought such as for example:

He was born to be a village baker’s wife and tell the news warm, with the new loaves.

 

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LOON STATEMENT

February 15, 2016

Life is like a burning tomato. I don’t know exactly how, but it is.

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FRAMED AND READY TO HANG ON THE WALL

February 14, 2016

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INTERLUDE

February 13, 2016

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Warm respite between snow storms. There will be more snow storms. Right? Right?

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BRAIDS KWIZ ANSWER

February 12, 2016

The first person to fashion her hair into braids was Mud Woman. However, the first sentient being to fashion its hair into braids was 3,3kifj78jk on a planet in a galaxy far far away 2 billion years ago.

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BRAIDS KWIZ

February 11, 2016

blosso braids

Braids were invented by:

a. Tish Wombat, Neanderthal fashion trend setter, 35,000 years ago.

b. Hercules Everdeen, winner of the very first Hunger Games.

c. Loquacia, Queen of the Sky.

d. Mud Woman of the mud people 18,000 years ago.

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PLEASE, SIR, WE WANT SOME MORE

February 10, 2016

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REWARD

February 9, 2016

Pull back, push down, you row. Glints spatter in the moonlight as the blades of your oars attack the water. The abandoned pier, a black finger, recedes in the distance. You turn your head. The island waits. Sweat drips from the end of your nose. Sweat runs a trickle down your spine. Pull, pull, you crash the shoreline bushes. You lean forward, gasping, at rest, rowing no more. The gun. You remember the gun. You grab it, fling it far. Splash. You lift the oars from the oarlocks and place them one next to the other in repose. You are out of the boat smoothly with a purpose. You give the prow a mighty shove and watch the simple vessel’s serene withdrawal. You are out of the bushes and hurrying to the stand of trees, your destination. Oh, hope. Oh, reward. You grin and throw your arms wide. There she is!

robot helm

You die.

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TRIFECTA OF WOE

February 8, 2016

1. after alarm fails to go off, sleep well beyond time you are due at important appointment.

2. fall on exiting bed.

3. drop keys down trash chute.

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‘SECONDS BEFORE’ SENTENCES

February 7, 2016

That went well, thought Dax Fermidian seconds before the heat wave melted his boots.

The blonde pyromaniac searched for her car keys, forgetting that seconds before they had been melted in the blast furnace.

Fuzzy, the hopeful rabbit, hopped from her burrow seconds before the hawk struck.

 

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