The same story written in different styles
The Original Story:
The 8:08 train to London stopped at the platform under a wintry sky. A woman, who was dressed in a beige overcoat and black boots, got onboard and moved quickly to find a seat. Upon sitting down she was confronted by a man, with curly hair, who was holding her scarf that she had dropped. She blushed a little, said thank you. He lingered, it seemed like he had wanted to say something, but didn’t and walked off. The next morning they were seen exchanging smiles.
The Exercises in Style
I have written 60 variations on this story so far (as of march 2018). Below is a sample of 10 of them.
They exchanged smiles. The day before the woman had blushed as a man, with curly hair, lingered while returning her scarf that she had dropped. She hadn’t noticed it fall as in her beige coat and black boots she quickly got on board, under a wintry sky, the 8:08 train to London.
The 8:08 train was brought to a stop at the platform under a wintry sky. It was boarded by a woman, who was dressed in a beige overcoat and black boots. Once she was onboard a seat was found and she was confronted by a man with curly hair who had been moved to pick up her scarf that had been dropped by her not a moment earlier. Her face was turned a shade of red by her inhibitions as she said thank you and he was held in a moment of indecision before his legs were used to walk off. The next morning they were seen exchanging smiles.
Soon after dawn, under a sheet of cold iron, a brown female rat squeezed into a toilet roll with others of its plague bound for the sprawling metropolis.
When snug, the rat was opposed by another of the plague. This one, a male with a coiled tail was returning her neck wrap, which she had unknowingly abandoned.
Her face, a sudden soft rose left him stuck in the mud, on mute, before he hopped off.
1335 minutes later, two motionless lighthouses were observed beaming at each other.
Was eight past eight when came the morning train
As under wintry skies onboard she went
Black boots beige coat played out the so mundane
But this was no run of the mill ascent
For as she got onboard her scarf so fell
without her knowing it was then in hand
A man had picked it up and just as well
For now he went to her and made his stand
Returning it to where she had sat down
A blush, a smile, thank you was sent his way
He stood, quite still and felt much like a clown
Could not utter a word as off he made
When next they met upon their morning trials
They saw each others eyes and traded smiles
05 No Letter E
That 8:08 morning train to London hung about on platform four; looking up you could spot a cold, wintry sky. This woman, who was sporting a brown coat and black boots, got onboard and ran quickly to find a spot to sit down. Upon sitting down, this guy, with curly hair, stood holding a scarf that this woman had lost without knowing. With a slight crimson glow, said woman said thank you. But this guy stuck around a bit, possibly hoping to say a word or two but didn’t and swiftly split. That following day: both smiling on platform.
Pilish is a style of writing in which the lengths of consecutive words match the digits of the number π (pi)
It’s a grey, a bleak firmament so placed above.
The train trundles:
And so the commuter, lady, boards in winter wear
And she reclines,
sat on seating available there.
He suddenly, standing, with a misplaced garment,
a curled hairstyle; she reddening, gratified
her garment found!
A pause, dawdling so, gentleman waiting
then wandering away very quiet.
the morning repeated,
a shared look:
07 Cockney Rhyming Slang
The day’s a-dawning hail and rain to London stopped at the platform under a wintry apple pie. A Gooseberry Puddin’, who was dressed in a beige weasel and stoat and black daisy roots, got onboard and moved her bacon and eggs quickly to find a tony blair to park her myleen klasse. Upon sitting down she was confronted by a heap of coke, with curly barnet fair on his loaf of bread, who was holding her centre half that she had dropped. Her once a weeks turned red and she said tom hanks. He lingered, it seemed like he had wanted to rabbit and pork, but didn’t and ball of chalked off. The next day’s a-dawning they took a butchers hook at each other and exchanged roof tiles. Sorted mate.
The grey sky, reflecting her day
the routine, the must find a seat
But then him, out of the blue
returned part of her, he couldn’t speak
the next day, the sun came out
the world sings, when we smile
09 Common Words
Words taken from the OED website: 100 most common words. Only these words used, verbs have been conjugated.
It is a new day. People are just up and about because they work. She is there and she is well. Then it is there and she gets on to it first because she can.
Then she looks and she sees him, she sees him just there.
He has it and he gives it back to her. She is good. She thinks.
But he wants to say.. but he doesn’t and then he goes.
The day after. They look, they see and they are good.
In each line there is an extra letter. First line one letter, second line two letters and so on.
A woman who was
in work garb got
on and obtained a
place to sit. After
sitting she was met
by a man who had curly
hair and had found her
fallen scarf which she
had dropped. As he gave it
back she blushed and said
thanks. The man dawdled for
a bit before walking off. The
next day they sent out smiles
in the direction of each other