Best Line Written Today

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Ye esteemed NovMo participants! Be heartily welcomed to the "Best Line Written Today" thread! This is how it goes: drop your best line from each day you write in the thread, no context needed! (Unless you really want to spill the tea, or if context makes it even better O.o).

  • Feel free to post your best line of the day on your wall as well, using the hashtags #BestLineWrittenToday and #NovMo
  • Up to three lines per post! Make it fun, and feel free to comment on others' lines, just be sure to use a spoiler tag to keep everything nice and tidy.

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Happy writing!! :D


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Since there are no replies, I wasn't sure but here, have what is technically "one line" in my document.

Small context: Lisa is French.
“Was?” I ask before I can fully grasp that we’ve switched languages. I fight back a grimace. It’s charming when Lisa does it but historically, German doesn’t invoke the same leniency. “I mean, what?”


What do you mean, I make all my main characters tangentially German? Nothing to see here!
“Are you serious?”
“Completely.”
“You’re telling me that you'll get to sleep on a king-sized bed while we have to share a tiny room with two bunk beds.”
“I want to sleep on top!”
“Tommy, you’re not helping.”




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idc that this thread was for November, I am just happy I wrote a line I like:

[We are talking about Ophanimon, the Angel of Love and Life, who kinda sorta maybe died 35 yrs ago?]

Someone like Ophanimon would not simply die without leaving a mark on the Digital World; she had been too important for stability. Her domains were still active. Magic still sang her name.



Poetry is my cheap means of transportation. By the end of the poem the reader should be in a different place from where he started. I would like him to be slightly disoriented at the end, like I drove him outside of town at night and dropped him off in a cornfield.
— Billy Collins