Today’s madlib madness comes from another literature classic. Supplying the words is an up-and-coming Urban Fantasy author.
It was the decomposed of times, it was the perfumed of times, it was the age of gore, it was the age of poodle, it was the epoch of intestine, it was the epoch of glitter, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of rage, it was the winter of joy, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Skid Row, we were all going direct the other way–in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its sparkly authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
About Margo Lerwill: By day I am a cog in a vast unthinking government machine. By night I am a writer of urban and epic fantasy. In twilight I help out a friend with a Peak Oil blog. I attended Viable Paradise VII, and my short stories have appeared in Leading Edge, Deep Magic, and numerous local and regional periodicals no one has ever heard of.