The Prose Assassins
I misread a post recently and saw the words “prose assassins” instead of “poetry assignment.” In that moment, I realized that the Prose Assassins were real and that they had slipped up.
You’ve had them strike before, but they are so stealthy, so insidious, that you blamed yourself. You know the moment of which I speak. You finish writing and it’s good prose that you can be proud of, but then, in the morning, you find a terrible bloated thing. You stare at the page, wondering how you could have written such an unspeakable horror.
The answer is that you didn’t. The Prose Assassins have struck in the night and killed your beautiful prose replacing it with an impostor as part of their nefarious plot to take over the world. In order to defeat them, you simply need to use your Utility Belt of handy tools such as The Smoking Gun, Handwavium, or The Red Pen of Doom.
Fear not! You have the tools to defeat them. Are you willing to accept the challenge?