One Perfect Sentence - The Mad March Challenge

[Hannah Faoileán]

Ok, it's me! Hannah! Your new mod for the One Perfect Sentence!


As it's March, our theme is Marching. Why/When/Where/Who: Your choice in 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 peoples’ 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.

• You can make as many entries as you want to.

• IMPORTANT: 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.

 

[Anonymous]

Her mother marched towards her over the dew-soaked grass – as much as you could march in high heels – as she hid in the hedge, the branches scraping her skin and tugging at her ridiculously big white dress.

 

[Anonymous]

We march to the kettle-drum beat, bare feet shifting dust-like sand, and as the sun steams sweat off our bodies, we raise our gem-bejewelled arms and pray for rain.

 

[Anonymous]

Mike stretched the forty-eight step march from death row to executions as far as he could, but no matter how slow he walked or how careful his steps, his feet delivered him to his end, all the same.

 

[Anonymous]

It was tough, marching up to the high valley every evening after work, and back down after dark, but Ivy wouldn't eat if I didn't take her up some supper, and truth be told I loved the old girl, though I'd never say.

 

[Anonymous]

Every March, the determined soldiers rhythmically marched across the vast fields, their synchronized steps echoing a timeless tale of courage and unity.

 

[Anonymous]

His New Year's resolution started to waver around mid-March when the enveloping fog at Casa Montezuma became so thick, passive smoking seemed like more of a health risk than lighting up.

 

[Anonymous]

She marched up to her one perfect sentence kicking out the commas and clauses refusing to play by the basic rules of grammar cos codes are made to be broken into bits

 

[Anonymous]

She wanted to march right up and point out that there’s a difference between subverting convention and being sloppy, but she held her tongue because it was just a game, and they should all play nicely.

 

[Anonymous]

If I had known the creature lying beside me had emerged from my dream I would have remained asleep.

 

[Anonymous]

The number of sponsored and unsanctioned assassinations led to the proclamation that March would be deleted from the calendar until further notice.

Ok, it's me! Hannah! Your new mod for the One Perfect Sentence!


As it's March, our theme is Marching. Why/When/Where/Who: Your choice in 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 peoples’ 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.

• You can make as many entries as you want to.

• IMPORTANT: 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.

 

[Anonymous]

Julian turned to Gregor and said ‘why don’t we call it March?’

 

[Anonymous]

‘If you march in single file and tread lightly you might not disturb them before you escape at the cliff edge,’ I whispered as the ground began to open around us.

 

[Anonymous]

April is the cruelest month, but the anguish takes root in the winds and waters of March.

 

[Anonymous]

Every morning at dawn, the ants marched in perfect silence, teaching the world discipline without saying a word.

 

[Anonymous]

We shared an apartment in Philadelphia, and although we were all proud to attend Penn medical school as part of our Navy training, we had to draw a line when Patrick proposed we march in formation to class.

 

[Anonymous]

'Tis not yet spring, Caesar; beware the ice of March

 

[Anonymous]

They marched over his body without a thought.

 

[Hannah Faoileán]

Voting has closed