“All I want is for my dogs to be happy,” announced Edith. “Happy all the time.”
Myrtle Mawby, Cabinets and Drawers, a Novel.
“I feel very good about my honesty. Very good.” Roger was feeling very good concerning his honesty. Very good.
Jason Starling, ed., Adventures in Narrative Parsimony.
It’s not that William doesn’t accept axioms. It’s that he doesn’t accept reasoning.
Victoria Salt, A Compendium of Opening Lines.
“We will be judged not by our deeds but by our dreams,” declared Brian. “By the involuntary.” In a somewhat lower tone of voice he added, “I am now certain of this.”
Giles Coxe-Coburn, Belief in Insects.
“Try to keep in mind that it is only a theory.” Eldredge felt the need to remind himself. And remind himself. And remind himself.
Thaddeus Crewes, The Seven Long Years.
Analysis: a way to ignore so very much.
Callista Ralph, Alphabet Soup.
Plumbing: the flow of fluids through tubing; not exactly a beautiful thing; nevertheless, not nothing.
W. Karl Bavinger, The Misanthrope’s Way with Words.
Interpretation: the opiate of the people.
Nathaniel Bumppo, The Final Word.
Writing: vowel movement.
Nathaniel Bumppo, The Final Word.
Raymond devotes his mornings to research for his magnum opus, a detailed history of rock music. The working title is Do the Stomp.
Will Davies, She Would If She Could.
