The idea: write just a line if you want, don't write for ever, no line is too clichéd and you have to leave a line that offers an open goal to the next contributor. Here's something to kick off my first nil thread...



I woke up face down on the desk, my nose flatter than road-kill. I was in worse condition than an art collection in Nazi-occupied Europe. I felt like I had a head full of ball-bearings and guys with magnets were circling me slowly. I straightened up. My hands were full. In one I had my automatic, in the other a bottle of rye. I keep one loaded, the other keeps me loaded.

Whoever it was that woke me by hammering on my office door, did it again. Then they pushed the door open. It was a broad - like part of Norfolk, but with more hills.

"Hey doll-face," I growled, swigging from my patented hangover cure, which I call More Of The Same. "You look like my kinda woman. I like my women like I like my coffee - rich, dark and slightly bitter."

"I like my men like I like my fish," she purred. "Glassy-eyed and packed in ice."

I could see she was trouble. She raised a manicured hand. In it, she held...