“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

I am starting an occasional segment on this blog called “Writing Bad,” which, as the title suggests, focuses on writing that is bad! Here are some of the ways we will be celebrating bad writing: — A segment where I post actual lines I have read in student essays (completely anonymized, of course) over the

First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin!

(For an explanation of what Camelot East is and why I am writing crazy stuff about it, see the Camelot East #1 entry on October 15.) Camelot East was goosed — and geesed! — Right where she’d expect it least. “Oh my!” She cried, Then blushed, Then died Of a lust she had thought long