A burrito, an angel, and a shovel

Sometimes even bloggers are cursed by writer’s block, and sometimes even the witty rhetoric of other bloggers is not sufficient to get the creative gears moving again. So what’s a blogger to do? Where can a poor blogger turn for inspiration for that critical first line?

No longer will I need to ask that question when a plethora of delightful options await to stimulate the neurons at the San Jose State University Department of English & Comparative Literature, courtesy of generous submissions to the annual Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest!

If you ever feel a bout of writer’s block coming on, start with the 2006 winners, after all, how can you not be inspired by a sentence that so flawlessly integrates a burrito, an angel, and a shovel into one awe-inspiring lucid thought?

Detective Bart Lasiter was in his office studying the light from his one small window falling on his super burrito when the door swung open to reveal a woman whose body said you’ve had your last burrito for a while, whose face said angels did exist, and whose eyes said she could make you dig your own grave and lick the shovel clean.

     Jim Guigli
     Carmichael, CA, USA

I was right, wasn’t I?