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Everybody's Doing It
Mar. 10th, 2007 03:33 pmTurn to page 123 in your work-in-progress. (If you haven’t gotten to page 123 yet, then turn to page 23. If you haven’t gotten there yet, then get busy and write page 23.) Count down four sentences and then instead of just the fifth sentence, give us the whole paragraph.
(I cheated a little bit, because I like this bit from p.121-122 better. Sue me.):
Vohuzeb was seated at the opposite end, between Captain Gzen and the Garanese ambassador. Though the very sight of the latter's twitching mustache put Vohuzeb in mind of the bloodlust of the hunt, he endeavored to make conversation. The Garanese would speak only of culinary matters, however; he expressed grudging admiration of the dark berry flavor of the wine, but disdain for a dish of tubers blanketed with melted cheese.
"Cheese should be served in the evening, on a cold platter, with fruit," he said. "Tubers should be cut and heated in oils and spices as a morning dish."
"I like the melted cheese," Vohuzeb said between mouthfuls. His appetite had increased since his near-death experience on the slide, and if he could spite the Garanese by his hunger he was eager to do so.
"There are differing sophistications of palates across cultures, of course." The Garanese held a forkful of broiled fish up to the light and sniffed at it. "Certainly the folk of this valley are fond of salty dishes."
(I cheated a little bit, because I like this bit from p.121-122 better. Sue me.):
Vohuzeb was seated at the opposite end, between Captain Gzen and the Garanese ambassador. Though the very sight of the latter's twitching mustache put Vohuzeb in mind of the bloodlust of the hunt, he endeavored to make conversation. The Garanese would speak only of culinary matters, however; he expressed grudging admiration of the dark berry flavor of the wine, but disdain for a dish of tubers blanketed with melted cheese.
"Cheese should be served in the evening, on a cold platter, with fruit," he said. "Tubers should be cut and heated in oils and spices as a morning dish."
"I like the melted cheese," Vohuzeb said between mouthfuls. His appetite had increased since his near-death experience on the slide, and if he could spite the Garanese by his hunger he was eager to do so.
"There are differing sophistications of palates across cultures, of course." The Garanese held a forkful of broiled fish up to the light and sniffed at it. "Certainly the folk of this valley are fond of salty dishes."