the first line of yer novel

@torunn said
I only referred to the first two - it was written in a hurry, sorry. I didn't give my respons enough time. 🙂 We do it together, but you are much better.

This will be the last novel. We don't need them. And this will be the one that makes people realize.

@petewxyz said
I think we either need telepathy or we get a plot in which the characters live in a state of permanent surprise and confusion as the direction of their lives constantly changes, but maybe that is okay! So far we are both writing things that allows something to be added though!

I am not the only writer who worked on this novel which tells the story of how trying to collaborate in this way ended in intractable differences over direction, deeply personalized recriminations, and so many solicitors' that we will both end up out of pocket even if this novel sells well.

money
no matter how his heart ached, everything always led back to the fact that he had none

Annette failed to comprehend how, with Sgt. Major MacDuff's pants firmly clamped between her ankles, she was still unable to inflate the dinghy.

If there was a single attribute which inhibited Reginald from becoming Deirdre's absolutely perfect lover, it was most likely his exoskeleton.

"food security", he intoned sonorously

Having lost the piece of paper with her address and phone number on it, I simply walked around the streets of Tokyo until I bumped into her.

@fmf said
Having lost the piece of paper with her address and phone number on it, I simply walked around the streets of Tokyo until I bumped into her.

@fmf said
...and this novel is about my adventures during those seven and a half years.

@torunn said
I will think it over. I am not a writer of any kind, and from the beginning I thought perhaps others too might have added something, but you really can write a story. 🙂

@ghost-of-a-duke said
It was the best of chocolate, it was the worst of chocolate...

@moonbus said
There is no such thing as worst chocolate; any chocolate is better than no chocolate.

he had toiled in obscurity in the tiny corner laboratory for years,
and it was only by accident that he realized that the cure for toxic forum posts was to socially distance himself from the forum itself...