If you have never heard of it, the contest is a hilarious parody. The objective is to write the worst opening of a novel in imitation of an actual 19th century English novelist, Edward George Bulwer-Lytton. It was Bulwer-Lytton who wrote this opening: "It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents, except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the ...
I got to go book shoping today at my favorite little bookstore. So here is what I got this time: Lucky Jim by Kingsley Amis Island by Aldous Huxley The Early Ayn Rand: A Selection from her Unpublished works The Namesake by Jhumpa Lahirir A High Wind in Jamaica by Richard Hughes A Clash of Kings by Geroge R. Martin
From Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand Man has the power to act as his own destroyer and that is he has acted through most of history.
The ones coming to the end of their careers I mean. Not the quiet ones that we all have to watch. Yes it was a funny day today – I won’t say weird as it didn’t have any supernatural content, in the strictest sense of the word. It was funny watching the unfolding of a last day after watching the unfolding of the last six months. It happened that my colleague, who sat opposite me all year, decided to take voluntary redundancy in order to enjoy her horse riding and all ...
Updated 07-30-2011 at 03:49 AM by Paulclem
From Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand: "It's not that I don't suffer, it's that I know the unimportance of suffering. I know that pain is to be fought and thrown aside, not to be accepted as part of one's soul and as a permanent scar across one's view of existence. "
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