My first drafts are heinous, the worst piece of shit writing ever. But when I’m editing them they at least provide a source of amusement.
Like this sentence, full of one hell of an epic dangling participle and a whopper of a typo:
Her abdomen quivered at the touch of his warm lips to her flesh, remembered what it felt like to have his moth down there
No, really. Don’t thank me. :giggle: