Enough Dark and Stormy nights! Write the first and last lines of a tacky novel

It can be begin with “It was a bright and sunny day…” Leave a gap in your lines, and make us really wonder what happened in between.

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Submitted by Alan Levine

There are 18 written responses to this assignment.


Jungle Heat

Written by karenatsharon on October 15, 2013 1:59 pm
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She looked down in horror as the bodice of her dress ripped in two.

As she fed the lion, she realized she’d never look at zoos in the same way again.


Tunnel vision

Written by Holden Lee on October 11, 2013 6:46 pm
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The following is a timeline of my life. It will sound echoey and look surreal, like LED lights splashed across the inside of a glass tunnel. Not to scale. There are parts which I run through with my eyes closed, because I don’t want to see the memories on the walls. And there are parts I will linger, my hands on the glass, watching my own past like it’s an aquarium. This is all true: it’s just not to scale.

The second time I stood before the time machine, I almost didn’t go in. It had only one setting. It would send me back to my youth, when I was ten years old. I didn’t know how, but my life was a closed timelike loop. The footsteps approaching me were the same as the footsteps that had approached me in the alternate history one loop before. The tunnel was circular, and no matter how I ran through it, I would end up staring again at the same wall of memories.


Package of Thunder

Written by CogDog on October 11, 2013 2:09 am
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Dust spinning off the trail of the UPS truck was already settling by the the time she realized that gentle thud was a package landing on the front porch.

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Who would ever hear the gentle lapping of a new ocean’s waves caressing the shores what was of formerly mapped as the peaks of the Rocky Mountains.


Everything that Comes Around

Written by Cris Crissman @Cris2B on October 10, 2013 11:59 pm
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Opening line: He feared endings. And just as everything that comes around goes around, every ending had to begin somewhere. If only his somewhere wasn’t here. Here in this two-bit town that threatened to end his career before it began.

Closing line: The end.


Love in the Arctic

Written by passiontask on October 10, 2013 10:34 pm
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He knew it was love the moment he saw her cheeks, like cranberries…her eyes, liquid blue like ice-fishing holes…her lips like freshly filleted pink salmon…and her petite retro moon boots.

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And so they lived happily ever after among the scraggly black spruce, dancing under the northern lights, talking to the ravens.


Canadian Luck

Written by @rljessen on October 10, 2013 9:55 pm
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It was a bright and sunny day but Brenda didn’t notice because she was so dejected, exhausted, broke, heartbroken and sad that her eyes were permanently fixed a half a meter in front of the feet that she dragged along the side of the dusty highway.

Brenda couldn’t believe her luck – driving along the highway, sunroof open, soulmate at her side, friends in the backseat, and an open case of Tim Horton doughnuts by her side – life sure was good.


Between the Lines

Written by @dogtrax on October 10, 2013 7:58 pm
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It began as a bright and sunny day

… to which she replied, “I’m going. Are you coming with me?” Her words made me think about the last time she had asked that question ….

Later, I wondered where everyone had gone.

.. and yet, the night came on strong, dark and stormy and full of the kinds of twists and turns you expect out of a dime store pulp novel.


Then it became a dark and stormy night

Written by MBS on October 10, 2013 6:18 pm
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Love Snoopy


Ten days to a sunburn

Written by University of Alaska Fairbanks on October 10, 2013 5:02 pm
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Dan’s airline miles were about to expire and the TSA took his sun tan lotion away.

Fairbanks at forty below, rolling down the road with square tires, Dan’s body in the back, the car rolled into Chena River.


The love of her lives

Written by patlockley on October 10, 2013 4:45 pm
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The vampire lay dead, it wasn’t what you’d call the best first date.

1,2 miss a few 99,100

He was the love of her life, well not this life, but definitely the next two.


Murder most Massive

Written by dkernohan on October 10, 2013 2:18 pm
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“Bang! Bang!” Two shots rang out as Jim Groom ducked for cover behind the DTLT Today sign.

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“I’ll have you for this one day, Groom” yelled Doctor Thrun as he was led from the witness stand to spend the first of many nights in EdTech Jail.


The Buttocks Butcher

Written by Dr. Oblivion on October 10, 2013 1:39 pm
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Every time he saw them pass by in their sultry skirts he had horrifically titillating visions of the world’s most perfect moonbounce.
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Alas, the moonbounce was far from perfect and as Oscar Wilde noted more than a century earlier “each man kills the thing he loves.”


Divina the Vampire Slayer – A teen vampire story by A. Wolf

Written by @mdvfunes on October 10, 2013 1:27 pm
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There’s a new boy in Canterbury and he has everybody talking. Stunningly sexy and devastatingly devious, all the girls want him. However, Ronald Smith has a secret – he’s a haunting vampire. Divina Skell is a kind, gaunt girl who enjoys knitting. She becomes fascinated by Ronald who can stop speeding cars with his bare hands. She doesn’t understand why he’s so standoffish. When bodies start turning up all over Canterbury, Divina begins to fear the worst.

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Divina finished high school and went to the prom.

See praise for Divina The Vampire slayer here: http://plot-generator.org.uk/ but you will have to generate the plot yourself….


Easy as Baking a Cake

Written by @todd_conaway on October 10, 2013 1:26 pm
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Sam knew he could have his cake and eat it too.

From his cell he could hear the lonely clank of the boots and his mouth watered with the thought of chocolate cake and chocolate icing and his last meal on this desolate place he called home.


Killing Time

Written by kjburgam on October 10, 2013 1:16 pm
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Lois had never imagined killing could be so easy.

With only a one-eyed cat and a three-legged dog left to mourn her, Lois lifeless body lay ever so quietly on her clean kitchen floor, mouth agape, as the sun peeked over the neighbors’ rooftops and a new day began.


Please, not Rudolf!

Written by @madamezubidar on October 10, 2013 12:49 pm
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Elana gasped as she heard the thud of hoofs and sleigh landing on the roof, muffled by the snow but still distinct to her eager ears, senses heightened by adrenaline and amphetamine, that jingling of bells, a light ho ho ho chuckled no doubt in response to something one of the reindeer did, and she knew, she knew the moment had finally arrived.
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Elana wiped the blood from her hands with snow and kicked snow over the mound, hiding her secret until the spring when she would be ready.


Tacks and Bicycles Don’t Mix!

Written by Bill Smith @byzantiumbooks on October 10, 2013 11:21 am
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It was a bright sunny morning as two hundred bicyclists began their spring rally through rural Pungo. Suddenly, tires were flattening and riders falling.

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So, friends and neighbors, don’t throw thumbtacks on the road!

(Based on an unfortunately true story.)


You’ll never guess what happens…

Written by Brian E. Bennett (@bennettscience) on October 10, 2013 10:53 am
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When the storm sirens started, John Clark didn’t head for the basement right away.

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As the burning car rolled over the edge of the cliff, John walked away, wondering how he would get rid of the gun in his waistband.