I was driving. Driving fast in a bright, shiny car in the English country side...
Going to a place...
A place where the story begins...
But hang on to your britches because I'm still driving and I will be for at least three more pages.
While I'm driving I should have some really indulgent internal dialog. Oh! Maybe I can kind of tell you what's happening using my internal dialog. Ok, get ready for two pages of telling and at least a few more of driving then I'll start the story, I swear.
In this internal dialog, I will make nauseating attempts to convey to you, the reader, my profound wisdom. I am a very wise character. A wise character who drives cars really fast for at least two more pages!
We all write stuff like this sometimes. Let's take a moment to laugh at ourselves! Help me build a terrible story using every obnoxious writing habit you can think of.
Rules?
-Combo score for anyone using terrible YA cliches.
-Triple Combo Score for anyone using terrible writing habits they are desperately trying to kick at this very moment.
Going to a place...
A place where the story begins...
But hang on to your britches because I'm still driving and I will be for at least three more pages.
While I'm driving I should have some really indulgent internal dialog. Oh! Maybe I can kind of tell you what's happening using my internal dialog. Ok, get ready for two pages of telling and at least a few more of driving then I'll start the story, I swear.
In this internal dialog, I will make nauseating attempts to convey to you, the reader, my profound wisdom. I am a very wise character. A wise character who drives cars really fast for at least two more pages!
We all write stuff like this sometimes. Let's take a moment to laugh at ourselves! Help me build a terrible story using every obnoxious writing habit you can think of.
Rules?
-Combo score for anyone using terrible YA cliches.
-Triple Combo Score for anyone using terrible writing habits they are desperately trying to kick at this very moment.