The objective of this blogfest is to write one 100-word sentence (with a 5-word leeway, so between 95 words or 105 words). You may use ONE semi-colon, if necessary. There is no genre. The only requirement is that you love it enough to post it on various social networking sites.
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I wasn’t sure I could do it. I know I can be a windbag and talk, and talk and talk a person’s head off, but I’m pretty sure I throw some periods and question marks in there. I also know I have had to work at keeping my sentences short and sweet in my novels (in the beginning, I was known to write some lengthy sentences and I was highly reprimanded for them by class instructors).
So now, there is a blogfest to celebrate the very long, unnecessary sentence—THAT sounds like my kind of fun.
But could I do it? I wasn’t sure I could pull it off. I’m still not sure I did (breaking all sorts of rules to do it).
Well, you tell me. What do you think? Here it is:
The blade caught the light, reflecting a cold glimmer across the watery surface which rippled with every miniscule movement I made, sending little waves to lick the sides of the bathtub while I breathed in and out in hopes of calming my twelve-year-old nerves that fretted in my chest as I held the plastic handle of the pink Daisy razor within inches of my bare, yet incredibly “Sasquatch-like” hairy legs—that’s what the kids at school call me—but I know I need to get on with it, make the first pass . . . so I can be just like the other girls.