Stolen From Various Sources, Since All The Cool Kids Are Doing It

(NOTE: Based on time elapsed since the posting of this entry, the BS-o-meter calculates this is 15.678% likely to be something that Ferrett now regrets.)

Tell me about a story I haven’t written, and I’ll give you the opening sentence from that story.
That one’s been going around, and I’m intrigued.  (The original meme says “I’ll give you a sentence from that story,” but I write all my stories in strict chronological order anyway, so it’d be the first sentence regardless.  Mise well be a challenge.)
Sufficiently silly responses won’t get a sentence; oh, I know many think it’s funny to ask me to write about the sentient whipped cream that ate Roger Ebert, but I AM SRS AUTHOR.  (Also, and more relevant, purposely ludicrous ideas usually don’t get my motor running.)  But if it’s an actual story idea, I’ll approach it with all seriousness.  FOR I AM SRS AUTHOR.
(So srs that I technically “won” NaNoWriMo last night, at 51,000+ words, but I’ll consider it my personal victory if I can finish Act II before the month is over.  More on that in a bit, though.  This morning is therapist and then unfucking my dev environment for work.)


  1. Kelli
    Nov 28, 2012

    How about a world where pain could be seen. As someone with 2 invisible chronic pain disorders, it feels impossible to get others to understand how you can do anything if someone is always in pain. You can be accused of faking it if you do anything or being over dramatic if you lay around. I think it mostly stems from non-afflicted people being able to wallow in pain when they have any so it doesn’t occur to them that if we wallowed, we’d never get anything done again. So basically I’m curious how a world where you could actually see someone’s pain (by change in skin tone, sign above their head, numbers appearing on skin indicating levels, etc) would be fascinating.

    • TheFerrett
      Nov 28, 2012

      He’d carried her heavy bags up five flights of stairs because the elevator had broken down once again. His legs ached, had all day at this cheap-ass hotel, but the dull pain in his arms would all be worth it once he got the tip.
      (She does not give him the tip. This irritates him on two levels; one, because this stuck-up bitch is purposely looking away from him so she doesn’t have to register the black waves of physical ache and mental stress emanating off of him, and he can see perfectly well that she’s in a good mood and healthy.)

  2. GeorgeGone
    Nov 28, 2012

    The President of a Country is elected by the results of a Bachelor Style Reality show.

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