An Artist
"What does it mean "to write well"?
An artist--using the word in its genuine rather than childish meaning-is not a craftsman who knows how to evenly distribute "lively images", "telling details of everyday life", "colorful landscapes", and other trifles in his books; an artist is the one who finds a rhythm unknown before, and enlives and permeates the world he has created by this rhythm."
-Nabokov
Asked Nancy to her friend, Deedee, "What is it about Natalie that is so alluring me?" "Maybe it is her honest portrayal of beauty? The warmth in her eyes? Her sexy knees? Deedee lightly touched her friend on her slender shoulder, the strap of her purse falling innocently down to her unjeweled wrist. "Why don't you ask her, Nancy?" Nancy softly laughed, blushing like a pink rose, then, pirouetted from the little gallery room to walk along the hallway, her patent leather high heels echoing soft tic-tacs, the memory of Natalie's beautiful image still clear as the crystal chandelier hanging in lonliness above the stairway of the drawing room in the old, ruined Louisiana plantation home.
Asked Nancy to her friend, Deedee, "What is it about Natalie that is so alluring me?"
ReplyDelete"Maybe it is her honest portrayal of beauty? The warmth in her eyes? Her sexy knees? Deedee lightly touched her friend on her slender shoulder, the strap of her purse falling innocently down to her unjeweled wrist. "Why don't you ask her, Nancy?"
Nancy softly laughed, blushing like a pink rose, then, pirouetted from the little gallery room to walk along the hallway, her patent leather high heels echoing soft tic-tacs, the memory of Natalie's beautiful image still clear as the crystal chandelier hanging in lonliness above the stairway of the drawing room in the old, ruined Louisiana plantation home.
this is breathtaking. so rich and lovely
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