Technically an example of how not to write from http://writebadlywell.blogspot.com/2011/01/base-your-plot-on-unsupported.html

But too funny not to share with fellow nerds:



‘I don’t understand,’ I said, a leaden feeling spreading from my stomach and into my limbs. ‘What did I do wrong?’
‘No,’ said Father Eschaton, ‘you do not understand.’ Light from the highest windows of the temple bathed him in gold. ‘When you destroyed The Machine, you upset the delicate balance of good and evil in the world.’
‘But...’ I frowned. ‘But The Machine was evil, wasn’t it? It fed on people’s souls.’ He nodded gravely.
‘It was evil,’ he said. ‘But it was precisely evil enough. Now there is a dangerous imbalance in the forces of the universe.’
‘Hang on,’ I said. ‘Hang on a minute. Surely we’re in favour of good and opposed to evil. I really don’t see what I’ve done wrong here.’ Father Eschaton hesitated for a moment.
‘There is a balance...’ he began.
‘Why?’ I said. He shifted uncomfortably.
‘Sorry?’
‘Why? Why is there a balance? Why not just have everything good and nothing evil? What’s actually wrong with that?’
‘I...’ He licked his lips and squinted. The golden light seemed to be bothering him. ‘The balance is beyond human understanding, beyond the mere...’
‘You don’t know, do you?’ I let the question hang. ‘You were going to send me back into that volcano, to almost certain death, and you’ve absolutely no idea why.’ He shrugged and mumbled something. ‘What?’ I said. ‘Speak up.’
‘Sorry,’ he mumbled. ‘I just thought...’
‘What? You just thought what?’
‘I just thought...’ He poked at the dust near his foot. ‘Just thought it’d be interesting.’


All credit to Joel Stickley, used without permission, yada, yada.