tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450078601022572253.post7305217657136543322..comments2024-02-29T03:52:25.601+00:00Comments on Quiddity of Delusion: Shit Writing Avoidance Therapy (SWAT)M.J. Nichollshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12972190103986599079noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450078601022572253.post-26679023655308897472009-11-13T21:38:55.312+00:002009-11-13T21:38:55.312+00:00Bravo, Mike. That's a great drabble assassinat...Bravo, Mike. That's a great drabble assassination. You've spawned a whole new genre: the drabble-drubbing.<br /><br />I've heard of Derek & Clive, especially the stories of Peter Cook basically bullying his old mate under the guise of satire. I've been dubious to listen, but I suppose I ought to before I die.<br /><br />I recommend Peter Cook's recordings with Chris Morris. Sublime.M.J. Nichollshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12972190103986599079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450078601022572253.post-85193221681014038512009-11-13T17:33:20.317+00:002009-11-13T17:33:20.317+00:00Mark:
Your Minimilist came pretty clos to lampooni...Mark:<br />Your Minimilist came pretty clos to lampooning a drabble.<br /><br />OK, let's try (using your mocking idea):<br /><br />100. So much to say, so few words to say it. 88. I was born sixteen words ago. I will die with 100. Damn, 75. Why couldn’t they give me more? At least with life, you add on the years but you don’t know the limit. 53. I have 50 words to live. Hell, even with cancer three months has been known to extend for years. 43. The final full stop approaches, and still I have not conveyed all I meant to say. 16. Introspection will be the death of me. Keep it simple. I am drabble. 2. The end.<br /><br />Poor old Dan Brown (well, rich old Dan brown actually), how we love to pick on him.<br /> <br />Insert Derek and Clive sketch here: - <br />Derek: "Well Dud, why not mock him, he's a souless hack,....."<br />Clive: "Yeah Pete, he's a cunt..."<br />(Derek and Clive, for those unfamiliar, were a series of recordings made by Dudley Moore and Peter Cook in the seventies. Never aired cos they were 70% F and C words. They went on to produce several more records, all deliberately offensive - but bloody funny).Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14880835293833765181noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450078601022572253.post-27480311742258425792009-11-13T14:05:08.138+00:002009-11-13T14:05:08.138+00:00Chris: We tele-posted. Yes, I'd definitely buy...Chris: We tele-posted. Yes, I'd definitely buy Dan Brown's "The Enigma of the Farting Piano." <br /><br />Well, I wouldn't PAY for it. But hey. Kleptomania is in this season.M.J. Nichollshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12972190103986599079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450078601022572253.post-70556886904320225742009-11-13T14:00:43.731+00:002009-11-13T14:00:43.731+00:00Mike:
We're getting dangerously close to the...Mike: <br /><br />We're getting dangerously close to the drabble here. I wonder how you go about parodying a drabble. Mock the 100-word limit? Lampoon the remarkable characterisation and profound effect of 100 teensy words? Hmm.<br /><br />CC: Any excuse to kick Dan Brown while he's down. Well, he's ALWAYS down, given he's the worst writer working in the world today, but you get the point.<br /><br />Thank you for the hypothetical re-tweetage![/accept of praise]M.J. Nichollshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12972190103986599079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450078601022572253.post-39673491521275296712009-11-13T13:56:31.007+00:002009-11-13T13:56:31.007+00:00Hehehehe. Nice. Dan Brown's style would be muc...Hehehehe. Nice. Dan Brown's style would be muchly improved by a farting piano here and there.I Must Be Offhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12148155129334288438noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450078601022572253.post-91810050040303088762009-11-13T08:55:05.746+00:002009-11-13T08:55:05.746+00:00I was going to name favourites, but as the list we...I was going to name favourites, but as the list went on I really couldn't tell anymore, as I was rolling around on the floor laughing too hard [/praise]. <br /><br />Composing myself, however, I think <i>perhaps</i> Dan Brown - notable bestselling crapdealer with less to say than ways to say it - is slightly beating Shock novel and Surreal as the ones that earned the loudest laughs. <br /><br />I'd tweet this if I was a tweeter!Cruella Colletthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11422848273167338884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4450078601022572253.post-44613167693607723212009-11-13T03:22:22.923+00:002009-11-13T03:22:22.923+00:00Telling:
Bed and nudity behind him, he had shoved...Telling:<br /><br />Bed and nudity behind him, he had shoved his hands into his dressing gown pockets and negotiated the stairs. It was a failed negotiation, as evidenced by his crumpled body and broken neck.<br /><br />Existentialist/nihilist:<br /><br />Mattresses, pillows, pyjamas, dressing gowns, what the fuck did they count for? Breakfast or no breakfast, who really gave a fuck? He knew that the morning sun shining through the clear blue sky wasn't doing it for him.<br /><br />Surprise:<br /><br />There's something in a man's soul that responds to a warm sun and the sound of the waves breaking on the shore. The sea breeze coming through the open window cooled his body as he rose and put on his dressing gown. That this morning was not unusual, that this truly was his life, made him feel blessed. He changed his mind as the man entered the room, aimed the gun and shot him in the head.Mikehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14880835293833765181noreply@blogger.com