Post some lines from a short story & see if anyone can guess their origin W/O using Google

[red dog 1]

"New York. Early Seventies, maybe '73 or'74. I was in the city on business. Business taken care of, I got together with a friend, a writer from Texas who loves movies as much and as indiscriminately as I do.
The ritual: The movie crawl. Load up on junk food, start at the first movie theater on the downtown side of 42nd Street, and just work our way from Times Square to 8th Avenue, cross the street, and work our way back to Times Square.
Days. Endless days. 24, 36, 48 hours straight time in the dark.
We eat in there, sleep in there, piss and daydream in there.
Hot dogs, popcorn, slabs of cheese, munchies, French bread, any damn thing,
And we see them all, the good flicks, the bad flicks, the kung-fu-operas, the porn jobs, the superfly stomp the paddy flicks - all of them.
One after the other 'til our eyes turn to poached eggs, staggering from theater to theater like refugees from a Macao opium den."





(Hint: The above passage is from a non-fiction short story written by a very famous short story writer and novelist)

[unblock]

1. I had to cheat but.... thanks!

[red dog 1]

2. "From out of space came a slender cylinder space vehicle, half a mile long,

hurtling at a skewed angle.
It's metallic fuselage bore scores of concave impressions, as if a fast mailed fist had hammered along it's length, and it seemed to be falling.
As it fell, in what appeared to be a listless way, dark incandescent red and orange colors limed it's shape."


(This short story is posted in it's entirety on the Internet)

[red dog 1]

3. "It is a lovely ballad that he first recorded ten years ago, and it now inspired many young couples

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who had been sitting, tired of twisting, to get up and move slowly around the dance floor, holding one another very close."




(This "essay-type" short story was written about a famous singer and was published in Esquire Magazine)

[red dog 1]

4. "How beautiful the field looked and the creek that came pouring down in a waterfall off the hill.

But as I got closer to the creek I could see that something was wrong.
The creek did not act right.
There was a strangeness to it.
There was a thing about it's motion that was wrong.
Finally I got close enough to it to see what the trouble was.
The waterfall was just a flight of white wooden stairs leading up to a house in the trees."

[Paladin]

5. "There's nothing personal, but you got to admit it's funny."

Final line from my favorite short story since I was 13 years old (close to 60 years, now).

[First Speaker]

6. Here's a first line: "Bob Wilson did not see the circle glow".

[red dog 1]

7. (Story begins) "The morning of June 27th was clear and sunny, with the fresh warmth

of a full-summer day; the flowers were blossomly profusely and the grass was richly green.
The people of the village began to gather in the square, between the post office and the bank, around ten o'clock."
(This well-known short story was first published in June, 1948)

[nolabear]

14. This one I know.

The Lottery. Changed a few lives, it did.

[AngryOldDem]

8. "The first time I saw Brenda she asked me to hold her glasses."

[First Speaker]

11. Goodbye, Columbus?

[red dog 1]

9. "I knew what the old man felt, and pitied him, although I chuckled at heart."

[red dog 1]

10. (Poem from a short story) "A cautious young fellow named Lodge,

Had seatbelts installed in his Dodge
When his date was strapped in
He committed a sin
Without even leaving the garage"

[Tikki]

12. "George did not live to see the victory that finally came....

He died of a heart attack at exactly eight o'clock."


Tikki

[red dog 1]

13. "He wore a pair of brown corduroy slacks, a green shaggy-dog sweater, a tan suede jacket,

and Game Warden boots, for which he recently paid $60."