I can’t help myself. You’re writers–you know what I mean. I have to play around with the words. They lure me.
So while I’m working with students in class on the Fearsome Four sentences of Assignment 7, I have to share the love.
Take sentence #2–The leaves are red. Whoever gets here first, please improve on it and post your version. From there on we can build on whoever’s sentence comes before you. Surely we can construct something good (a story? a poem? the world’s longest sentence? more surprises than any of us could have imagined?) together. Who’s first?