Instead, I present to you some light reading. "WHAT??" you may exclaim, "How DARE you make me read on the internet! I get on the web to see funny videos and interesting pictures!!" Well, hostile reader, I'm sure you'll find this post both funny AND amusing. . .or maybe just painful. We'll see.
First, the backstory: My co-worker found a posting on Craigslist a while back for someone offering to pay someone else to edit their novel. When my co-worker responded to the posting, the author sent him a couple pages of her novel to "test" his editing skills and see if he was worthy to edit her work.
The pages she sent are below (without any hyperlinks to distract you from the writing) unaltered and unedited. And no, this is not from Stephenie Meyer's new book.
WARNING: THERE IS SOME SAUCINESS AND RIBALDRY CONTAINED IN THIS STORY!
Chapter One- Without Him
The sun gleaming through the white puffy clouds on this sun-kist day, a small town bustling with everyday chores and activities, one man looks down upon them from his mansion on a hill. Barely finished, he spent months renovating with help from the townspeople. Married three years, he awaited for his beloved’s return. Months had gone by without seeing her beautiful face. She abruptly gone, by the news of an old friend’s death, he staying behind to work, and secretly re-build their home. He could not wait to see her face, when she saw what he had done for her.
In the distance, tired and whiney from a long journey, the dirt and rocks fly up underneath the carriage. Excited to finally be home, and see Timothy. The carriage move vastly along the dirt road carrying her home, which seemed to take years, finally pulling up onto the house. Her eyes gleamed as they approached. The mansion stood tall, and strong, with a fresh coat of white paints scent filling the air that surrounded the mansion. Two stories with a beautiful wraparound porch, lush green grass and several trees shaded the large house. A beautiful large window looking over her small town of Black Mountain , she felt like a princess pulling up to her castle, when the carriage finally stopped. Timothy was nowhere to be seen. A dogs bark came closer, as she stepped out of the carriage. The most beautiful woman, long flowing hair, black as coal a slender body, wrapped with silk, and lace. A fancy designer dress shipped all the way from Paris , a wedding present. She looked around, when her old dog Brutiz the hound, surprised her from behind licking her hand. She was overjoyed to finally be home. She kneeled down to give her old dog a big hug, and a few strokes on his back Peering through the window, he noticed movement outside. He hurried to the door and swung it open.
“Timothy”, she vaulted into his grasp
“What do you think?” Timothy asked her showcasing the freshly painted house.
"Oh it’s so beautiful."
“Let me show you inside.”
“I love it!”
“Its beauty does not compare to the sight that stands before me now”, he replied kissing her again.
P.S. My co-worker did not take the job.
7 comments:
Oh My Gosh!!!!! Completely appalled yet, intrigued, I wish for this book to be release. I long for the day, when I can bring it to my loving wife and we can, share its majestie.
YES!!!
no! that was horrible! they don't even know how to use grammar correctly!
I love it, I LOVE IT!!! I read this to my family this weekend, and my brother suggested making it into a video with puppets and magazine cut-outs and such. It will be the next Youtube sensation!
And Jordan, why are we not blog friends? I didn't even know you had a blog!
Ha Ha! That's...quality.
Joel this was seriously painful. I mean if it can make Stephanie Meyer look like a genius, there's something wrong. I should send you the play Nathan and I wrote for the bad play project. Yet it still can't compare with this.
Ooh, ribald indeed wot!
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