Bookerdash: Classics edition

[drachefly]

Who's left?

[CCC]

At the time of your post, Drachfly, there was one left. That one submitted a second line shortly afterwards.

So. Here are the lines (I've taken the liberty of editing one or two to remove spelling and punctuation errors):

Alice leaned back to look at the clouds and began daydreaming as she decided that the cloud just above her reminded her of some sort of fish.

As the summer's heat deepened, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she surely would have fallen asleep - but for a flash of white.

It was nearly noon.

Presently, a white rabbit came scurrying past, wearing a waistcoat and pocket watch. `Curiouser and curiouser,' thought Alice.

She had even begun to feel a trifle drowsy when her attention was suddenly drawn to a large white rabbit.

So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

"They are not `conversations,'" corrected her sister, "You are thinking of `dialogue.'"

[AlternateTorg]

Mind if I join the next round?

[inspiration]

Please do, AT! The more, the merrier!

[CCC]

Wow, the guesses came in quickly.

Alright, then. The second lines were originally placed in alphabetical order, so I'll use the same ordering here:

Alice leaned back to look at the clouds and began daydreaming as she decided that the cloud just above her reminded her of some sort of fish.

No-one chose it.

As the summer's heat deepened, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and she surely would have fallen asleep - but for a flash of white.

Chosen by no-one.

It was nearly noon.

Again, chosen by no-one.

Presently, a white rabbit came scurrying past, wearing a waistcoat and pocket watch. `Curiouser and curiouser,' thought Alice.

Chosen, again, by no-one.

She had even begun to feel a trifle drowsy when her attention was suddenly drawn to a large white rabbit.

Once again, chosen by no-one.

So she was considering in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her.

Chosen by Kitoba, Drachefly, Jorodryn, Solara and Stan Cold

"They are not `conversations,'" corrected her sister, "You are thinking of `dialogue.'"

Chosen by Inspiration

Scores:

Kitoba 5 +2 = 7
Jorodryn 3 + 2 = 5
Stan Cold 2 + 3 = 5
Solara Hanover 2 +2 = 4
Drachefly 2 + 2 = 4
CCC 3 + 0 = 3
Insp 1 + 0 = 1
AlternateTorg: Joining next round (0)

...wow, I dropped like a stone that round.

So what did we learn from this? That Carroll's style is almost impossible to completely imitate, I think, even for just one sentence.

Jorodryn, I don't believe you've gone yet. Would you like to take the next round?

[Jorodryn]

Charles Dickens

A Christmas Carol

Marley was dead: to begin with.

[Jorodryn]

Dead and buried.

guessed by inspiration and Stan

That was the first affair.

Scrooge was quite sure of it.

Guessed by drachefly

There is no doubt whatever about that.

Guessed by CCC and AT

Therefore, the fact that he had suddenly appeared in Scrooge's study was a matter of some consternation.

Guessed by kitoba

Dead, and forgotten for the time, but not quite yet gone.

But not quite as dead as one - oh, I'm getting ahead of myself.

This must be distinctly understood, or nothing wonderful can come of the story I am going to relate.

guessed by Solara



Scores:

Kitoba: 7+1=8
CCC: 3+4=7
Jorodryn: 5=5
Stan Cold: 5=5
Solara Hanover: 4+1=5
Drachefly: 4=4
AlternateTorg: 0+3=3
Insp: 1=1

So dfly, Kit, CCC, and I have all gone, so it must be Stan's turn.

[CCC]

Whoo! Catching up to Kitoba again. Thanks, Inspiration, Stan!

...it's interesting how these sentences could almost follow on from each other. I mean, consider...

"Marley was dead: to begin with. Dead and buried. That was the first affair. Scrooge was quite sure of it. There is no doubt whatever about that. Therefore, the fact that he had suddenly appeared in Scrooge's study was a matter of some consternation."

(After that, they don't all follow on nearly as well).

[AlternateTorg]

This one played to my wheelhouse, as I've read it numerous times, and I've always loved how he started the story.

[Jorodryn]

This one played to my wheelhouse, as I've read it numerous times, and I've always loved how he started the story.

I picked it because we get inundated with the story every year at Christmas time, just about everyone knows it, yet I assumed not many have actually read the book.

[Grillick]

My favorite part was that you captioned Charles Dickens as "Chucky"

[Jorodryn]

My favorite part was that you captioned Charles Dickens as "Chucky"

I figured 'the little dickens' was too cliche.

[Stan Cold]

The Hobbit, by J.R.R. Tolkien.

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.

[kitoba]

Any updates?

[Stan Cold]

It was a very good hole.

Not a damp dark hole, but a warm comfortable hole.

You mustn't think of some nasty, dirty animal's den hollowed into the earth; no, this was a hobbit's hole and that means comfort.

Because it was a hobbit hole, you would not find dirt, or mud, or sand, or tree roots, or serpents, or worms; rather, you would first encounter a perfectly round, green door with a brassy knob in the center.

Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.

Now, you must not think that this was in any way a mean or humble dwelling.

It was a quiet hole with a circular wooden door, with a brass lantern on each side, and the initials 'B.B' inscribed just below the knocker.

Not a cold, dark, smelly damp hole, nor a dry desert-like hole, but a hobbit hole.