1st Ever Weekend Challenge!
It's Friday! And that means it's time to unleash the 1st Ever Bookmash Weekend Challenge.
Your challenge: Take the deathless piece of prose below and mash it into the form of another novel. Make it sound like a specific passage from Charles Dickens, or Orson Scott Card, or Ernest Hemingway, or...well, anyone but the actual author. (Make sure to read the community for examples.) You don't have to use the entire text: I posted a long segment so that there's enough if you need it.
To enter: Anyone can submit an entry! Post your entry in the bookmash community along with your source text under an LJ cut. Make sure to use the "challenge" tag! You don't have to be a member of the Bookmash community to enter--but it would be awesome if you joined. :)
Entries accepted: Until Monday morning, April 23, at 8:00 a.m.
Voting: I'll post a ballot in the community on Monday morning. Everyone can vote! Voting will close Tuesday morning at 8:30 a.m. and I'll announce the winner immediately. Criteria should be creativity, humor, and the deftness and accuracy with which the text was crammed into your chosen form.
Prize: It's meager, but awesome. The highest vote-getter wins a virtual LJ gift: a diamond on their profile page. And bragging rights galore!
How does a bookmash work again? Here's the introductory post.
Got it? Then here's the challenge text you'll be working with: a true classic in the fantasy genre, unforgettable to all who have read it, and sure to be a staple of fantasy and sci-fi cons for many more years to come!
THE EYE OF ARGON by Jim Theis
The weather beaten trail wound ahead into the dust racked
climes of the baren land which dominates large portions of the
Norgolian empire. Age worn hoof prints smothered by the sifting
sands of time shone dully against the dust splattered crust of
earth. The tireless sun cast its parching rays of incandescense
from overhead, half way through its daily revolution. Small
rodents scampered about, occupying themselves in the daily
accomplishments of their dismal lives. Dust sprayed over three
heaving mounts in blinding clouds, while they bore the burdonsome
cargoes of their struggling overseers.
"Prepare to embrace your creators in the stygian haunts of
hell, barbarian", gasped the first soldier.
"Only after you have kissed the fleeting stead of death,
wretch!" returned Grignr.
A sweeping blade of flashing steel riveted from the massive
barbarians hide enameled shield as his rippling right arm thrust
forth, sending a steel shod blade to the hilt into the soldiers
vital organs. The disemboweled mercenary crumpled from his
saddle and sank to the clouded sward, sprinkling the parched dust
with crimson droplets of escaping life fluid.
The enthused barbarian swilveled about, his shock of fiery
red hair tossing robustly in the humid air currents as he faced
the attack of the defeated soldier's fellow in arms.
"Damn you, barbarian" Shrieked the soldier as he observed
his comrade in death.
Good luck, bookmashers!
Your challenge: Take the deathless piece of prose below and mash it into the form of another novel. Make it sound like a specific passage from Charles Dickens, or Orson Scott Card, or Ernest Hemingway, or...well, anyone but the actual author. (Make sure to read the community for examples.) You don't have to use the entire text: I posted a long segment so that there's enough if you need it.
To enter: Anyone can submit an entry! Post your entry in the bookmash community along with your source text under an LJ cut. Make sure to use the "challenge" tag! You don't have to be a member of the Bookmash community to enter--but it would be awesome if you joined. :)
Entries accepted: Until Monday morning, April 23, at 8:00 a.m.
Voting: I'll post a ballot in the community on Monday morning. Everyone can vote! Voting will close Tuesday morning at 8:30 a.m. and I'll announce the winner immediately. Criteria should be creativity, humor, and the deftness and accuracy with which the text was crammed into your chosen form.
Prize: It's meager, but awesome. The highest vote-getter wins a virtual LJ gift: a diamond on their profile page. And bragging rights galore!
How does a bookmash work again? Here's the introductory post.
Got it? Then here's the challenge text you'll be working with: a true classic in the fantasy genre, unforgettable to all who have read it, and sure to be a staple of fantasy and sci-fi cons for many more years to come!
THE EYE OF ARGON by Jim Theis
The weather beaten trail wound ahead into the dust racked
climes of the baren land which dominates large portions of the
Norgolian empire. Age worn hoof prints smothered by the sifting
sands of time shone dully against the dust splattered crust of
earth. The tireless sun cast its parching rays of incandescense
from overhead, half way through its daily revolution. Small
rodents scampered about, occupying themselves in the daily
accomplishments of their dismal lives. Dust sprayed over three
heaving mounts in blinding clouds, while they bore the burdonsome
cargoes of their struggling overseers.
"Prepare to embrace your creators in the stygian haunts of
hell, barbarian", gasped the first soldier.
"Only after you have kissed the fleeting stead of death,
wretch!" returned Grignr.
A sweeping blade of flashing steel riveted from the massive
barbarians hide enameled shield as his rippling right arm thrust
forth, sending a steel shod blade to the hilt into the soldiers
vital organs. The disemboweled mercenary crumpled from his
saddle and sank to the clouded sward, sprinkling the parched dust
with crimson droplets of escaping life fluid.
The enthused barbarian swilveled about, his shock of fiery
red hair tossing robustly in the humid air currents as he faced
the attack of the defeated soldier's fellow in arms.
"Damn you, barbarian" Shrieked the soldier as he observed
his comrade in death.
Good luck, bookmashers!