LULLABY
A nice place to nap while Mama Gaia burbles a lullaby.
A nice place to nap while Mama Gaia burbles a lullaby.
We have a smallpox scare here now and every body has been vaccinated, or is being. 14 year old Syl writes to her sister. I just very much like ‘or is being’.
She grew a field of hope from a little seed of imagination. The Kitchen God’s Wife is a very good book.
‘What are we going to do?’ she asked as he moved away from her again, and sat looking at her in all her flushed blond beauty. Oh, Danielle and your fervently typing fingertips, good on you.
For some time now they had been suspicious of him. This is the 1st sentence of one of Mr. Michener’s big fatties. It goes on to include numerous other sentences. The title of the big fattie in question is Chesapeake.
Frozen in their stillness like grizzled centaurs in smoked buckskin, the men stared down as if bedeviled by the sparkling water. When you’re fixin’ to write a mountain man book like this here Bloody Hand, it’s flat proper to worry out all the purple prose you can honestly haul aboard with no fear of penalty.
I could not see her face, it was turned away and she was wearing a cloak of flowing teardrops. Just one of a treasure chest of delights from The Golem for the translator, Mike Mitchell.