The Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest is an annual competition that awards prizes for the most awful paragraph of prose in various categories. so it transpires like so, that, over the next few days I am going to post some entries that I put in some years ago in the hope of winning but I didn’t, so it seems awfully like, mustn’t it be, that I guess I wasn’t bad enough after all as I thought.
Detective
He rose from the chair behind his desk like thunder, snapping his ballpoint in two as his fist clenched, except for the soft, ink-filled plastic insert which stubbornly refused to break, raising his ire higher (didn’t he hate that?) as he started towards the distant pink door with its beckoning brass handle; the first footsteps on a case that had already got to him.
The contest URL is here http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/ but don’t you forget to come back and read my other entries and comment to let me know how bad I am and tell me I should have another go.