No time for long posts today, so this will be quick!
Two sentences I read -- from the wonderful book kids' book Lyle, Lyle, Crocodile by Bernard Waber:
Mr Grumps at last made good on his threat to do something about "that crocodile." The next day he appeared at the Primms' door with papers authorizing Lyle to be commited to the city zoo.
Want to know what happens next? You'll have to read the book! It's a fabulous story about a pet croc who lives in a family's bathtub in New York.
And two lines I wrote:
Once again, she reached for the forceps. Careful not to allow the handle of scalpel to slide out, she locked the jaws of the forceps around it, giving her extra length and a measure of flexibility.
Give us your two cents, your two sentences! If you post them on your blog, let us know in the comments and we'll put a link here in the post.
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Travis Erwin asks an important question -- "why should she believe some fat, boring guy just because he was a teacher?" -- as part of his two sentences for this week.
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I got mine up this week and I'm curous about those forceps. For some reason I get the sense she isn't a doctor.
Love it, Travis! And no, she's not a doctor...
Other than all the bodice-ripping and rom suspense I've been reading lately, I finished Christopher Buckley's contemporary comic political novel Supreme Courtship while on vacay:
Supreme Court Associate Justice J. Mortimer Brinnin's deteriorating mental condition had been the subject of talk for some months now, but when he showed up for oral argument with his ears wrapped in aluminum foil, the consensus was that the time had finally come for him to retire. Thank God, his fellow justices agreed-- unanimously, for once-- cameras weren't allowed in the Court.
This week (cheating with 3) I wrote:
Yellow light gilded the overhanging leaves and the pier, igniting the air itself with floating fairy wings. She had danced herself right into their enchanted ranks, only to wind up flailing, spitting pollen and gnats to the pants-peeing hilarity of her best summer friends, a pair of brothers dumb to the lures of the unseen world. She dusted and polished that memory and every other treasure of those golden seasons while she lay pinned, facedown, her legs twisted beneath her.
I sentences you wrote have me wondering whats going on? I wanna read more!
I meant 'the sentences' you wrote. It's so good I wish I had written them :)
Gnats! I hate gnats! But that's a nifty bit of description, Clare.
Thanks, David! It's easier to tease with two sentences than to keep it going for long periods, unfortunately.
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