FSotDs in the rearview mirror may be more difficult than they appear
I'm still editing the last 50 pages of existing manuscript of this novel and writing little bridging pieces to smooth over the bumpy bits between scenes before I tackle the not-yet-finished ending. It took me about a half an hour and nine tries to get this sentence right today. Short turned out to be better.
Even after she stopped drinking that evening, Naomi’s internal filters stayed down in exactly the way her $200-per-plate gourmet wedding meal soon wouldn’t.
(Douglas Adams is clearly one of my influences.)
And here's one I just edited past, which was equally as tough to get right months ago when I came up with it.
Zaid's robe was as heavy with the weight of other people’s prejudices and assumptions as if they’d been woven into it with xenophobe-colored thread.
You might see some bonus ones later, too.
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It boggles my rather lazy mind!