In my fledgling Twittery, I saw one by Neil Gaiman where he said he'd found out he wrote like Stephen King and J.R.R. Tolkien by putting in two chunks of his writing into
this website. Could I resist? Of course not.
Apparently, I write like Dan Brown, Rudyard Kipling and H.P. Lovecraft.
While this amused me a couple of minutes ago, now I'm thinking "...bloody hell! I'd so read that!".
In related news, my last dream before waking up was of being a teacher losing control of a class, then rushing into it to find it was being set to rights by Captain Kirk and Spock doing a lecture on the origin of the species. Oh, and I was Indiana Jones.
The rest of the day will be spent trying to figure out what other dog-and-pony tricks I can make my brain perform.