Even Jeeves could not have produced that number, which was certainly well in the high hundreds, if not well over a thousand.
This reminds me of the Catullus poem, with hundreds and thousands of kisses that can't be counted.
my solicitor's lunching here with me at a rather early hour." ... Sir Roger's coming at noon
Lol. Bertie's a man after my own heart when it comes to wake-up time and meal time.
And of Bertie sighing at him from beneath a sultry shiver of eyelashes and shyly, inexpertly--at last, at last--touching him, and his sole regret was that he could not tear his eyes open to witness the awed fascination with which Bertie watched his control shatter, but there would be time enough for that, because Bertie would never lose his sense of wonder.
This is a beautiful sentence on so many levels. Characterization. Prose. It's just. Gah. I am envious of your prose while simultaneously I rather want to make out with it.
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Date: 2009-12-24 04:36 am (UTC)Even Jeeves could not have produced that number, which was certainly well in the high hundreds, if not well over a thousand.
This reminds me of the Catullus poem, with hundreds and thousands of kisses that can't be counted.
my solicitor's lunching here with me at a rather early hour." ... Sir Roger's coming at noon
Lol. Bertie's a man after my own heart when it comes to wake-up time and meal time.
And of Bertie sighing at him from beneath a sultry shiver of eyelashes and shyly, inexpertly--at last, at last--touching him, and his sole regret was that he could not tear his eyes open to witness the awed fascination with which Bertie watched his control shatter, but there would be time enough for that, because Bertie would never lose his sense of wonder.
This is a beautiful sentence on so many levels. Characterization. Prose. It's just. Gah. I am envious of your prose while simultaneously I rather want to make out with it.