Change in the weather

Like a sudden, clumsy shift from the big ring to the granny, October’s weather jumped from balmy to bracing overnight, harkening a rapidfire series of clicks into the gloom of winter.

Having just re-read a few pages of entries in the ‘wretched writing contest” aka the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, I decided it might behoove me to attempt a few inaugural bad sentences… read a few of the past year’s winners and decide for yourself that a JUICY opening sentence to a bad novel is difficult to create.

PS, dear readers, if you missed these embedded blogs, they are good illustrations of my 42below ride-across-the-country experience.