Adapt, improvise, overcome
Of none –
Suits me just fine.
Family is also my adrenaline
Don’t take me as I am;
take me as I wanna be.
“As I get older, I realize that age is less about chronology and more about attitude and spirituality.”
Jane Fonda said that in Act V. I totally get it. That is who I am; a self-assured woman of faith.
We fit together
Not in the puzzle way
More like nooks and crannies
Nothing tops us.
This author’s writing style is a real treat and right up my alley. I am only a fourth of the way through this book and already have favorite passages. Mameve’s creative descriptions make me linger on the page. I devour every written visual with a smile on my face.
Below are some examples of her descriptive sentences:
- Illustrating her early lust for rescuing flea market items, “I’d look forward to trash collection mornings the way my lower-school mates anticipated opening day at Fenway Park!”
- When explaining how her fellow dealer speaks, “He gives the word the theatrical French spin of a Hercule Poirot.”
- Decorators walking through the antique mall, “…needle heels that pockmark the planked wood floors like acne scars.”
- On being thoughtful, “I stroke my chin in my best Sherlock Holmes impersonation.”
- Describing the wrapped package, “…hefting this huge bundle in front of her stomach as if she were pregnant with twins.”
- Helping the reader understand the loudness, “By comparison, the hand-clapping, hip-swiveling, feet-stomping crowd at a Pearl Jam concert seems subdued.”
- Relaying a relatable memory, “…my mother used to peel an orange, in one smooth graceful motion, producing at the end of her knife a single continuous spiraling rind.”
- Her main character judging the younger generation, “I don’t think the daughters look like college material anyway; all that make up and hair points to cosmetology school.”
- Getting her own makeup applied by a professional using a powder puff, “It goes above my head like the halo of dirt hovering over Pigpen in the Peanuts cartoon.”
I love them all. Now I just need my Linus blankie to really settle in, so I can quietly enjoy more stories within her story. When I’m finished, maybe I’ll also treat myself to a peppermint patty.
I was enjoying the movie Contagion until the “writers” bashed a few of their own with this line:
“Blogging is not writing. Blogging is graffiti with punctuation.”
– How do my fellow bloggers feel about that line?
Also, if you like this photo, you’ll enjoy others at the challenge entry by a blogger after my own heart, Dymoonblog. It includes a great photo (credit) comment by another fellow blogger, Superduque777?
The period of time between Sunday dinner and bedtime when you refuse to believe that tomorrow is Monday.