Stuff from an author's notebook.

[AG31]

I don't actually have an author's notebook, so I'm very glad this thread is here.

I composed this for no particular reason while waiting for hubby in the parking lot of a liquour outlet.

He was dressed in bermuda shorts and a tee shirt. His arms and legs were pleasantly muscular. His face was handsome and his hair salt and pepper. The curve of his torso from bottom rib to hip bones was slightly rounded, as befit a person of dignity and authority, not flat like a callow youth.

 

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Heat blossomed throughout her body, gathering with delicious intensity in her breasts and sex.

 

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From Guide Me Home by Attica Locke.

"...heard through the grapevine -- the vine holding a single grape named [Lisa] ---......."

 

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[It was] on the seat beside me with the lurking presence of a tumor.

The Big Empty by Robert Crais

 

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Because of her short stature, her personality seemed concentrated.

By AG31 in a never-to-be-published (or even written)-story.

 

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She was on the graceful side of fifty, but it was a graceful slope. Lately I'd found myself having carnal interest in grandmothers.

Smoke on the Water
Loren Estleman

 

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"she'd fallen off topic again."

The Quiet Librarian
Allen Eskens