Evil Editor's Blog, page 424

Writing Exercise Results . . .

. . . are in the posts below. The task was to write a scene using 21 words chosen by a random word generator, ranging from very common to obscure, and one sentence, also chosen by a random generator.

Vocabulary Exercise 9

THE SWEAT ADVERTISES ACROSS AN ENVELOPE
From Evil's latest minion
Stained pages THUMBED with GRITTINESS
and the PINY smell of fear.

Evil must assess the level of SPOILAGE
BAMBINO or MICROPHYTE?
Limited SKILL; no more than AVERAGE
Scattered with JUMBO errors.

He already knows it CHURNABLE, but reads on
Chewing absently on FENNEL.
Once he DREAMED of POLYCHROME
But again, scores 'Dull' on the YAWMETER.

Evil's WOLFFISH REPRIMAND REGARDING this:
'There is no EXPLANATION
For this appalling CONTINUATION
COMPLEMENTAL
E

Vocabulary Exercise 8

"Augh! What UNCOURTLY DECOR! Every object is a POLYCHROME!"

"Put a BUNG in it, Doctor. What about the MAIMING?"

"The SEVERANCE? That symptom rings a BELL – Captain, my ABSORPTIOMETRIC TEST indicates the cause is a mutant PNEUMOENCEPHALITIS virus, probably carried on that alien meteor. Fortunately, it only affects the PORTLIEST humanoids."

"Warn Neelix to stay on the ship. An alien meteor? Not a local or DISTRICT one?"

"No, Captain. The ROTATIONAL EVOLUTE of its trajectory puts its origin outside

Vocabulary Exercise 7

Evil Editor's lawyer, who was also his brother-in-law Bob, stepped onto his RAFT. It was his day off, and he planned to do a little fishing for CRAPPIE, maybe even SCARDINIUS. Catching two kinds of fish, he thought, would be lucky, LIKE getting two kinds of fish from a random word generator.

Suddenly Evil Editor came driving DOWN the dock in his ACCORD. He jumped out and yelled, "I need you! They're trying to arrest me for possession of CALIFORNIUM. Apparently it's a FELONY."

"What's Cali --"

"It's

Vocabulary Exercise 6

THE ASSUMED TOOTH VANISHED PAST THE VOLUME. The FLATTERER laid his manuscript on the pile, traced his finger lovingly over his first line, and smiled at EE. "I think the SUM this'll get will be a real LANDFALL for us all, Sir."

The EXACTER glared at him with a CUTTING glare. "Windfall. Strike one; I'd say your OVERPOSITIVENESS is inadviseable."

The flatterer looked quite ILL, and the BIREFRINGENCE from the DAYLIGHT glowing through EE's crystal windows gave his face a look of ALLELIC hereditary def

Vocabulary Exercise 5

TAAA-DAAA

KEEN to make my pitch, my will was FERRIFEROUS as he looked over the first page.

" 'HER KINGDOM COASTS BEHIND THE INSULT!' What exactly does that mean?"

"It does not have to make any sense. It only has to be eye catching."

"Ten minutes."

"It is a 240,000 word story set in a TIMOCRACY society, you know with knight-like ideals but in the future. A plague sweeps the land smiting one-third of the people. This HERPETOLOGIST and TELEGRAPHIST meet at the ISTHMIAM games, that's the games t

Vocabulary Exercise 4

The General tapped his feet UNDERNEATH the table. His report on Project QUASAR was overdue. A wave of relief washed over him; the specialist entered the room.

"HOORAY!" the General exclaimed, evidenced by the exclamation point. "I have FAITH that you're the RIGHT man for the job. Just PLUNK yourself down right here. At the rate we are paying to PURCHASE your SUPPORT, we have no time to spare."

"Just the OPPOSITE is true," Evil Editor said. "My skills are so advanced that we will complete this exer

Vocabulary Exercise 3

"Professor Lipschlitz is sick and asked me to give his lecture on a special assignment, the evolution of birds. Today we discuss species CONTUPUS. The simple wood PEWEE hangs out in trees feeding on insects." EE pointed the laser at a picture of a bird. "Let's see. They retain their APPEARANCE Phoenix-like, fire and ashes. Won't remain BACHELORS. Rub their beaks on tree trunks creating FLAKES like a wooden PLANE. BAISATE each other, even the same sex and sometimes DISENTOMB enemies for carnivore

Vocabulary Exercise 2

"The brave ancestor interrupts the wrong." Evil Editor was reclining on the picnic table, watching William balance on the tree branch.

"Ack! Maître, why can't you just say 'excuse me' or clear your throat? You scared me. I almost fell out. Just a moment."

"If you were doing it right, I wouldn't have to say anything at all. Now get yourself adown from there immédiatement."

"Fine. I'm 'a-hurrying,' 'a-boss.'"

"Insolent! I should put you athwart my knees for a thrashing!"

Feeling sulky, William droppe

Vocabulary Exercise 1

With a YAWN, Evil Editor swept a BASSINE-bristle brush down the FRONT of his unique LATEEN-shaped cloak. A quick CHECK in the mirror prompted an approving LABIONASAL resonance. "Mmmmm, this DESIRABLE Goranov Vijenac award for Croatian literature is a much NIFTIER EMBLAZONMENT for my garment than that LOUTISH Bulwer-Lytton medal," he mused. His paper on the Balkan linguistic PHYLUM, a field of study hardly noted for OVEREXPOSURE, had brought the honor from the Dubrovnik Institute of DIGLOTTIC Lit