thrihyrne: Portland, OR (bsg weed by splodge)
Thrihyrne ([personal profile] thrihyrne) wrote2009-03-26 10:41 am
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Bad writing, with an accompanying dramatic reading!

I found this via [livejournal.com profile] fungus_files, and here's her commentary:
An example of terminally tedious exposition wherein a woman is over-described and there's a character named Spikenard...

I must admit to not making it through the whole two pages (yes, all two pages...you try to get through them. I dare ya). I have a low threshold for solid chunks of descriptive prose at the best of times, and this sent me over the edge.


OMG. Just… there are no words. It actually reminds me of a poem we studied in French that was kind of like this, though actually poetic, of a man describing his lover, and for some reason I held onto that poem for a long time. But my high school French was also a long time ago. Anyway, these two pages of trainwreck-quality, absolutely packed with unique to the point of WTF-ery descriptors inspired two different people to record it as dramatic readings. The best, though, is then an accompanying video, which uses one of the dramatic readings as its base.

Go here to watch this purple prose disaster unfold. To spare your monitor (if you managed to survive reading the two pages in the first place), please don't watch this while drinking anything. I don't have an appropriate icon for this, so I'm using a Battlestar Galactica weed one; maybe the author was partaking when writing this. :P

[identity profile] cim-halfling.livejournal.com 2009-03-26 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I simply don't know what to think. What exactly is the fragrance of a gibbeous moon? And if the cloak was transparent, why did she have to slip it off?

I saw this over at fungus-files (I might have even commented) and I wasn't able to read much either time.

Must go wash eyeballs now.

*HUGS*

[identity profile] thrihyrne.livejournal.com 2009-03-27 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
It's pretty unbelievable. And long. And… beyond obtuse and obscure to just plain "What the hell?"