So I try, but I am, it seems, too much to be contained in a tiny frame.
Damned fucking right, yo.
Nothing against the tiny frame - at least half of the people I've loved in this world and currently love are smaller than me - but my 5'9" barely holds what I am, which may be why it keeps breaking.
Sing it, sister. Sing it loud and proud.
Go Gus!
So I try, but I am, it seems, too much to be contained in a tiny frame.
Tep, this is razor sharp. I love this sentence so very much.
The In Crowd
Last time I checked, high school was twenty years behind me. My first PTA meeting proved me wrong.
It was us and them, just like always. A glittering cadre of Jimmy Choos, spray-on tans, and the keys to Escalades hanging from Louis Vuitton key rings on one side of the room. An array of sweatshirt and jeans on the other, complete with grape jelly stains and bags grubby little fingers had groped through searching for lunch money and gum.
Now the cool girls’ badge is running the bake sale and taking playground duty. In crowd by tax bracket never changes.
Heh. Amy, they sound more like Ferragamo or Manolo types than Jimmy Choos.
Since I am now a paid-up member of the writing community, may I now comment on how writers are just like everyone else?
We all lust after StephL, we are all mostly broke, and we all want a good sentence.
Yay, Gus!!! That is so very cool!
they sound more like Ferragamo or Manolo types
Could be. I don't actually know one from the other very well. But they were also a weird mix of hometown South Philly with very new money and Manhattan taste.
We all lust after StephL, we are all mostly broke, and we all want a good sentence.
Quite true. Especially the...no, wait, all of it's especially true.
I think Jimmy's are a little exotic for most of them, is all. In the same way I wouldn't expect them to be wearing Robert Clergerie shoes, either.
BTW, ma'am, you have a chapter segment. Feedback is wanted, if and when anyone can deal with it.
Gus, of course you may comment. Writer! Isn't everyone in here a writer?