I wonder when I see a property like this whether the dreamer or builder envisioned such grandeur when he/she thought about how it would look when finished. Would it gracefully and regally stand overlooking the bay? Would the trees be in the right place? Would it look like a family home that drew multiple generations to an annual summer pilgrimage to sleep on the floors and fill every nook with running, laughing, and shrieking children? It makes me want to write a bad novel..........and a bad novel starts with a bad sentence.
And bad sentences remind me of the annual Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest: “It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.” That sentence was written in the 1830 fiction by the contest's namesake.
The tongue-in-cheek contest challenges entrants to compose bad opening sentences to imaginary novels. The following is a link to the 2016 winners. There are some true gems!
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