{"id":4255,"date":"2011-07-26T14:47:01","date_gmt":"2011-07-26T13:47:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ewanspence.com\/blog\/?p=4255"},"modified":"2011-07-26T14:47:01","modified_gmt":"2011-07-26T13:47:01","slug":"it-was-the-worst-of-times-and-it-wasnt-about-to-get-any-better","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/2011\/07\/it-was-the-worst-of-times-and-it-wasnt-about-to-get-any-better\/","title":{"rendered":"It was the worst of times, and it wasn&#8217;t about to get any better&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I prefer the runner up in the 2011 Bulwer-Lytton &#8220;first line&#8221; contest for\u00a0composing &#8220;&#8230;the opening sentence to the worst of all possible novels:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>As I stood among the ransacked ruin that had been my home, surveying the aftermath of the senseless horrors and atrocities that had been perpetrated on my family and everything I hold dear, I swore to myself that no matter where I had to go, no matter what I had to do or endure, I would find the man who did this . . . and when I did, when I did, oh, there would be words.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Lots more to choose from though!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I prefer the runner up in the 2011 Bulwer-Lytton &#8220;first line&#8221; contest for\u00a0composing &#8220;&#8230;the opening sentence to the worst of all possible novels: As I stood among the ransacked ruin that had been my home, surveying the aftermath of the senseless horrors and atrocities that had been perpetrated on my family and everything I hold dear, I swore to myself that no matter where I had to go, no matter what I had to do or endure, I would find the man who did this . . . and when I did, when I did, oh, there would be words.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[25],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4255","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-link-log","comments-off"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p58Gl0-16D","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4255","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4255"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4255\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4255"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4255"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ewanspence.co.uk\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4255"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}