Bev, I tend to think that the imposition of a 100-word limit on this kind of category is a perfect discipline tool.
Make the items in the list fewer, but make 'em count.
But she was naked! And all... articulate!
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
The Great Write Way, Chapter Two: Twice upon a time...
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deborah grabien - Mar 21, 2005 2:28:11 pm PST #717 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Beverly - Mar 21, 2005 2:31:48 pm PST #718 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Okay. 's true, I'm a wordy girl by nature. I'll break out the machete.
erikaj - Mar 21, 2005 2:37:02 pm PST #719 of 10001
I'm a fucking amazing catch!--Fiona Gallagher, Shameless(US)
Word limits are bourgeois.;) (says she who almost always takes too damn many, by 100 at least. Want. Take. Have)
deborah grabien - Mar 21, 2005 2:45:13 pm PST #720 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
What I Brought With Me From Erica Road
One pair of knickers, silk. Five more, stretchy cotton blend.
Bras, more than a few. He liked the lacy ones; I preferred elegant and sleek.
Fleecy pajamas. He called them my "passion-killers", laughing at me. They're neatly folded now.
That antique dress he bought me from Opening Thursday. Cocoa lace, a hundred covered buttons. I wore it to the Stones in Chicago.
No pictures, not one, that I'm aware of; I burned them all. No personal notes. No mementos. Anything not sterile would hurt too much to bear.
So how can a suitcase full of clothing cause this much pain?
deborah grabien - Mar 21, 2005 2:49:30 pm PST #721 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Amy, I just went back and reread your two, and they suddenly went PINGPINGPING. Wow. Dark.
Susan W. - Mar 21, 2005 2:56:34 pm PST #722 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
With apologies to Tim O'Brien:
The Things She Carries
Anna carries the clothes on her back, plus one change of dress and two of linen. She carries letters from her brother and her Great-Aunt Sophia, raked into her satchel at the last minute as she prepared to flee. In a little purse she carries coin, Spanish and English, for bribes and tips and better food and beds en route. She carries the horror of having killed a man, accident or no, and the memory of his ruined dead face. And though she won’t realize it for a few days yet, she carries a child, conceived under the stars four weeks ago.
deborah grabien - Mar 21, 2005 3:02:11 pm PST #723 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Susan, that's gorgeous, especially those last two sentences.
One fix: "She carries a letters" Plural? Singular?
Susan W. - Mar 21, 2005 3:05:51 pm PST #724 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
Good catch, Deb. It changed from a letter to letters mid-thought, so that slipped in.
Pix - Mar 21, 2005 3:07:56 pm PST #725 of 10001
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Oh, so love the Tim O'Brien tribute. I teach that book, and it never fails to make me cry.
Susan W. - Mar 21, 2005 3:09:50 pm PST #726 of 10001
Good Trouble and Righteous Fights
There's an excerpt of it in a writing book on my shelves. I've always loved it, and it's in the "show, don't tell" section, so it seemed appropriate.
I'll have to do one for Jack, too. It'll be both easier and harder, since a straight listing of all the gear he's schlepping around Spain would consume over 100 words by itself.