“Back then, it was illegal to burn someone else’s barn down, even if you were trying to disintegrate your mother.”
For the inaugural installment of my new game *Writing Bad*, we will be playing The Clam Before the Storm. Here are the rules, which (along with a further explanation) are also on the Page above called Learn How to *Write Bad*.
A. Check out the passage above, which appeared in an essay in my class about 14 years ago.
B. Write a story of no more than 100 words in which you somehow include the passage. It doesn’t have to be “good” writing — just have fun with it!
You may post your entry in the Comments section or you may email me your entry at leifericksonwrites.com
C. I will choose the top 3 entries and post them on the blog.
D. I will ship the first place winner a prize (the specific prize will be announced at the beginning of the game). It is a real prize, but nothing life-changing; probably a cool t-shirt or a book or something strange and fun.
So let’s get this party started! GO!
Deadline: Monday, November 21, 9am
She was a stupid cow, and I hated her. Every time I went near her, she just looked at me with her dull, liquid eyes. And chewed her food. Loudly.
I wanted to get rid of her, and I would have done anything to make it happen. As luck would have it, her daughter felt the same way. I couldn’t do it, but she could.
Back then, it was illegal to burn someone else’s barn down, even if you were trying to disintegrate your mother.
But not if you were a cow. Not even if you also burned down Chicago.