No doubt you are familiar with the immortal opening line of Edward George Bulwer-Lytton's 1830 novel
Paul Clifford.
Since 1982 San Jose State University professor Scott Rice has sponsored the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest seeking bad prose.
Contestants may enter as many times as they please but the rules are simple. Essentially writers are limited to one awful sentence. Gravitas counts. Other than that there is a deadline and and need to supply the appropriate contact information.
This year's winning entry came from Jim Guigli.
It read:
Detective Bart Lasiter was in his office studying the light from his one small window falling on his super burrito when the door swung open to reveal a woman whose body said you've had your last burrito for a while, whose face said angels did exist, and whose eyes said she could make you dig your own grave and lick the shovel clean.
We have some aspiring writers here. Can you write a worser sentence?
Hmm... let's see: She stuck two 38's in my face, then a gun...