I recently finished 'MSTing' (Making fun of bad writing, in a similar fashion to how the show Mystery Science theater 3000 made fun of bad movies) the first chapter of Twilight, by Stephanie Meyer. How the fetid prose was published, let alone became a bestseller is beyond me. That said, Fallout 3 sold really well. General public clearly has no taste. I thought people on here might enjoy it, so I'm posting an excerpt from the Prologue, with links to the full thing at the bottom. Enjoy! (Servo goes "Goth" in the first host segment, to explain the change to people familiar with MST3K. Lets me get vampire joke mileage in the future.) Mike and the Bots have their comments in italics.
I'D NEVER GIVEN ANY THOUGHT TO HOW I WOULD DIE
Mike: Why is she shouting?
Tom: I've given plenty of thought to how I might one day reach Death's loving embrace...
though I'd had reason enough in the last few months – but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.
I stared without breathing
Crow: You see that's your problem. I'm sure if you had tried staring and breathing, you wouldn't be in this whole 'about to die' mess.
across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.
Mike: Ah, the pleasant look that is so often passed between predator and prey.
Surely it was a good way to die,
Tom: Any way is a good-
Mike&Crow: SHUT UP, SERVO!
in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.
I knew that if I'd never gone to Forks,
Mike: Or Knives
Crow: Don't forget Spoons
Tom: Since when were items of cutlery proper nouns?
I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision
Mike: I really wanted to regret the decision, I just couldn't.
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations,
Tom: Ah, but Death offers you so much more!
it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.
Crow: The friendly service more than makes up for the ensuing death.
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I'D NEVER GIVEN ANY THOUGHT TO HOW I WOULD DIE
Mike: Why is she shouting?
Tom: I've given plenty of thought to how I might one day reach Death's loving embrace...
though I'd had reason enough in the last few months – but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.
I stared without breathing
Crow: You see that's your problem. I'm sure if you had tried staring and breathing, you wouldn't be in this whole 'about to die' mess.
across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.
Mike: Ah, the pleasant look that is so often passed between predator and prey.
Surely it was a good way to die,
Tom: Any way is a good-
Mike&Crow: SHUT UP, SERVO!
in the place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.
I knew that if I'd never gone to Forks,
Mike: Or Knives
Crow: Don't forget Spoons
Tom: Since when were items of cutlery proper nouns?
I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision
Mike: I really wanted to regret the decision, I just couldn't.
When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations,
Tom: Ah, but Death offers you so much more!
it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.
Crow: The friendly service more than makes up for the ensuing death.
http://mstwilight.livejournal.com/766.html
http://mstwilight.livejournal.com/930.html