One Perfect Sentence - The Aspirational August Challenge

[Hannah Faoileán]

"August is the border between Summer and Autumn" - Tove Jansson.

This quote has inspired this month's challenge:

Include the word "border" (noun or verb. Plurals allowed) in your One Perfect Sentence.

The rules are simple:

• Each entry must be ONE sentence only, as defined by the basic rules of English grammar. We will notice if you squeeze unrelated clauses together and pretend it's a sentence, so please don't do it. Your entry will be disqualified and removed.

• Don’t comment on other people's entries – this makes the thread far less readable. If you’d like to make a comment – or if you have a question – then please do so in Café Life, using the “One Perfect Sentence” prefix. I will keep checking the thread to answer any questions. If you have a question you don't want others to read, please private message me directly.

• You can make as many entries as you want to, but only your entry with the greatest number of votes will win a place (and litbits).

• IMPORTANT: Hooray! Anonymity is back! You MUST make your entry anonymous by ticking the “Posting as Anonymous?” box. Entries that don’t do this will be removed.

Voting will open later this month.

Good luck and get writing!

 

[Anonymous]

'Borderline, bloody borderline, I am very much not damned well borderline, thank you very much.'

 

[Anonymous]

'You know that membership to Litopia is my borderline between writing and sanity?'

 

[Anonymous]

She built a border, beyond it a moat, beyond that a chain-link fence - all to protect her heart.

 

[Anonymous]

"My new book is an anthology of unsettling occurrences at the border of our neat, rational world and the dark supernatural world," the professor said.

 

[Anonymous]

Liguria, they say, is the land where the sky meets the sea, bordering as it does the Mediterranean for the full length of the region.

 

[Anonymous]

‘Why do you think I want you standing at the borderline, Mrs Simpson?’

 

[Anonymous]

‘I’ll take you as far as the border,’ God said, ‘but as soon as you set foot in hell you’re on your own.’

 

[Anonymous]

"That, there, is the border with Spain, so we wait till dusk, split up and make for it as best we can," said Pete, pointing into the distance.

 

[Anonymous]

Sober enough to recognize the border between knowing and understanding, yet drunk enough to not to care.