I finished the Paula Danzigger book. She’s quite a writer. She uses rhythm in neat ways. Like this:
Is this a plot of her mother’s?
How’s Jim going to take this?
What will Mindy say?
I look around at everyone at the table.
No one’s saying anything except Mrs. Carson.
She’s the only one smiling.
Phoebe’s not.
Nor is Duane.
Neither am I.
By breaking this up into single lines instead of a paragraph, you really get the idea that things are falling apart and are disjointed. I love it!
Okay…time for more tea and to pick something new to read. So far, no progress on the Husband Making the Dinner Front. One can still hope though.
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