That sweltering Friday evening she not so much walked but slithered into my shabby strip mall P.I. office, showing off all her curves, and I knew then I was in for a weekend of trouble because Dave’s Reptile Emporium next door, from which the ball python had escaped, was closed until Monday.
> the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest challenges entrants to compose opening sentences to the worst of all possible novels
What I am not understanding is why the sentences themselves are the worst possible construction and painful to read, rather than decent opening lines to the “worst of all possible novels”?
That sweltering Friday evening she not so much walked but slithered into my shabby strip mall P.I. office, showing off all her curves, and I knew then I was in for a weekend of trouble because Dave’s Reptile Emporium next door, from which the ball python had escaped, was closed until Monday.