Search This Blog

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Exquisite Corpse, Writing Game

My red car makes the loudest noise.

The noise relentlessly perpetuated my tormented mind.

The mind spread darkly running away, dumb cat.

His crazy horse viciously ate its ugly head.

The extreme explosion came out of the childish mind.

1 comment:

  1. The noise traveled from the first line to the explosion in the last line. And again violence and darkness in the mind. This seems to be a pattern emerging throughout the class!

    ReplyDelete

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.