Without checking a dictionary, I know belle lettres are sort of personal essays/criticism, so I'd guess it means something like "personal writings-like." It is kind of obscure and unnecessary for use in a drabble, however.

Edit: And x-post.

Funky. And I've got a good vocabulary...despite my preference for cursing and words like "funky". I don't get that confused that often.

She's got a cadre of adoring fans who apparently find this stuff arousing.

Please tell me you're joking.

Please tell me you're joking.

Honey, you know you can't make this shit up.

There are some...women in particular, that kind of get high offmetaphor for metaphors' sake...me age 15. And I would laugh at the golf course, but I wrote garbage dumpster love...so no soup or moral high ground for me.

Erika---the garbage dumpster love was cool and witty and well written.

This other chick just sounds like she's vomiting up a thesarus.

Hee! I love badfic on a Friday afternoon (well, at all times actually), and this is sidesplittingly wonderful. More, more, more!

Thanks, askye,"Not really looking for validation now, but thank you." Has she ever touched another person with...you know, intent? Because when I was "Sweet(ok a little sour, too.I was still me.) sixteen and never been..kissed. I wrote like that. I could send her my "Joy Of Writing Sex" too...that book is the bomb. I cannot praise it highly enough.

Her slick interiors easily manipulated with the familiar stratagem of an old mathematician, achieving in her unique way the perfect equation a number of times.

eeeeuuuuggghhhh.

must find brain bleach.

I have to share that the lovely askye is giving "Defender of The Faith" its first rec ever(Well, that didn't come from having dinner at Deb G's house...not that there's anything wrong with that) V. excited, but must resist Bridget Jones voice. I thought Deb and I were the only people who would ever like that story, but you've heard that one.