1. Open a story that you've written in MS Word.
2. Select Tools, then AutoSummarize. Choose "20 sentences" and click OK.
3. Paste the results!
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Holymoly...ummmmmm. Here goes. Twenty random sentences.
Did two, cos I fuckered the one I did first...you can tell I didn't read the instructions cos it sorta almost makes some sense.
1. one. I
Malcolm Reed stood to attention.
"Malcolm Reed, 245738."
"Sir.
"Welcome to Starfleet, Crewman Reed."
"Reed, stay behind."
Tucker nodded.
"No thank you, sir," Reed answered.
"Yes, sir," Reed answered.
Tucker looked at Reed more closely.
Reed shook his head.
Tucker pressed.
"Malcolm?
Tucker called.
The doors slid shut behind Reed.
Tucker shook his head.
Would Reed feel any different?
"Sir."
Tucker frowned.
Reed fixed Tucker with an unwavering stare.
Enterprise's Armoury officer.
2. two. II
It was meant to get him in the mood, but was really doing little to assuage his nerves.
He drank his first pint rather too fast, sitting at one end of the bar
"Cheers, mate."
Then he realised his gaze was being returned, the man looking straight back at him.
He patted Marcus on the back as he walked away, laughing.
"Good, mate. You?"
"The young one? Looking straight at you?
"I'm sure you'll find out, soon enough," the barman laughed.
Then someone broke his reverie by sitting down heavily next to him.
"Enjoying yourself?" he shouted.
He felt as if he were dreaming.
"Cheers"
His hair was plastered on his forehead in strands, the sweat making it look dark.
"This place is full of students anyway."
"Mind if I do?"
He flicked the glowing butt of his cigarette away into the night.
"Here," he said softly, passing it over.
"Fuck."
Please don't steal all my stuff.
He watched the clichéd climax scene as one of the men came across the other's chest, then hit the 'stop' button.
2. Select Tools, then AutoSummarize. Choose "20 sentences" and click OK.
3. Paste the results!
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Holymoly...ummmmmm. Here goes. Twenty random sentences.
Did two, cos I fuckered the one I did first...you can tell I didn't read the instructions cos it sorta almost makes some sense.
1. one. I
Malcolm Reed stood to attention.
"Malcolm Reed, 245738."
"Sir.
"Welcome to Starfleet, Crewman Reed."
"Reed, stay behind."
Tucker nodded.
"No thank you, sir," Reed answered.
"Yes, sir," Reed answered.
Tucker looked at Reed more closely.
Reed shook his head.
Tucker pressed.
"Malcolm?
Tucker called.
The doors slid shut behind Reed.
Tucker shook his head.
Would Reed feel any different?
"Sir."
Tucker frowned.
Reed fixed Tucker with an unwavering stare.
Enterprise's Armoury officer.
2. two. II
It was meant to get him in the mood, but was really doing little to assuage his nerves.
He drank his first pint rather too fast, sitting at one end of the bar
"Cheers, mate."
Then he realised his gaze was being returned, the man looking straight back at him.
He patted Marcus on the back as he walked away, laughing.
"Good, mate. You?"
"The young one? Looking straight at you?
"I'm sure you'll find out, soon enough," the barman laughed.
Then someone broke his reverie by sitting down heavily next to him.
"Enjoying yourself?" he shouted.
He felt as if he were dreaming.
"Cheers"
His hair was plastered on his forehead in strands, the sweat making it look dark.
"This place is full of students anyway."
"Mind if I do?"
He flicked the glowing butt of his cigarette away into the night.
"Here," he said softly, passing it over.
"Fuck."
Please don't steal all my stuff.
He watched the clichéd climax scene as one of the men came across the other's chest, then hit the 'stop' button.