"These are not the acts of tentative people." Such a sentence! And such an understatement. Speaking as someone who discovered her revered grandfather is a big Amistad, with two families, one unknown to rhe other, I applaud the non-tentative among us. Especially those with well-stocked pockets
Gosh, Bill, your prose style, if one can call it that, is so ... I don't even know where to start, but there IS this: the AI bot assigned to copying your style will have a field day of learning. Sorta like yr artist bot. Nice pics.
In my own style? I love accidental typos, especially when they're really funny. And your accidental Eskimo, when you had intended a perfume-y "intuit," instead was a real howl-aloud moment for me. Now I wonder. Did I even titter? Or was all that celebration in my mind only, just like the inward joy of Isaac Watts?
I’m obsessed with pockets. I look for them in coats,jackets,dresses,skirts,. My phone in the back pocket of jeans when I’m hiking with my dogs. Keys are round my neck on these occasions. This passion for pockets results in frantic searches when I can’t find something. This,I’m ashamed to report often results in old Kleenex.
"These are not the acts of tentative people." Such a sentence! And such an understatement. Speaking as someone who discovered her revered grandfather is a big Amistad, with two families, one unknown to rhe other, I applaud the non-tentative among us. Especially those with well-stocked pockets
Gosh, Bill, your prose style, if one can call it that, is so ... I don't even know where to start, but there IS this: the AI bot assigned to copying your style will have a field day of learning. Sorta like yr artist bot. Nice pics.
In my own style? I love accidental typos, especially when they're really funny. And your accidental Eskimo, when you had intended a perfume-y "intuit," instead was a real howl-aloud moment for me. Now I wonder. Did I even titter? Or was all that celebration in my mind only, just like the inward joy of Isaac Watts?
I’m obsessed with pockets. I look for them in coats,jackets,dresses,skirts,. My phone in the back pocket of jeans when I’m hiking with my dogs. Keys are round my neck on these occasions. This passion for pockets results in frantic searches when I can’t find something. This,I’m ashamed to report often results in old Kleenex.