The purplest prose ever
This description is even worse than that Viking Warrior book that gets passed around Clarion West.
Break your brain by reading it.
A quote: Her hair had the sheen of the sea beneath an eclipsed moon. It was the color of a leopard’s tongue, of oiled mahogany. It was terra cotta, bay and chestnut. Her hair was a helmet, a hood, the cowl of the monk, magician, or cobra.
And it gets better (worse). It’s from a published book too.
March 11, 2009 3:25 pm
By Mary Robinette Kowal, March 11, 2009 @ 3:58 pm
“Her face had the fragrance of a gibbous moon?”
What does that even mean?!
By Vy, March 11, 2009 @ 3:59 pm
You mean you don’t GET IT? IT’S BRILLIANT.
Hand back that tiara. You’re not qualified!
By Jetse, April 9, 2009 @ 8:01 am
I’m late to this game (and don’t really regret that), but I have seen the light!
“Her face had the fragrance of a gibbous moon”: this is written from the viewpoint of someone suffering from synaesthesia.
And now everything becomes clear…;-)
By Vy, April 11, 2009 @ 10:59 am
Or murky.