puncturing
Canceled plans give the weekend a deflated feeling.
runner-up
The fat trophy on his desk, the one I can imagine filled with mead, is a trophy he made for himself, celebrating something athletic (the inscription is small).
sullying
When he makes a nasty comment, it's similar to how he might squat and defecate in public and look you in the eye while doing it. Even if you turn away, you're left with the image of him exulting over his excrement.
supporting
She has another nightmare, but this time she also has someone's hand on her shoulder, comforting her.
trustworthy
She likes affection, but what she values more is trust. Let them give her the keys to a car or house, the permission to plan a wedding or offer investment advice, and she'll be happy.
twinned
One of them is enthusiastic about life and wants to learn more about it; he'll open his window and take pleasure in a tree branch, crooked like an elbow. The other one, who is roughly the same age, keeps the windows shuttered and rarely opens the door, but acts as if she knows exactly what's going on in the world.
worrisome
It isn't a good idea for her to read true crime novels, just like it wasn't a good idea for her to look through WebMD for hours. Now she'll think someone is going to brain her with a statue, possibly because she has rabies.
Showing posts with label manners. Show all posts
Showing posts with label manners. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 10, 2018
Wednesday, October 11, 2017
Week in Seven Words #365
courtly
He tips his hat and wishes me a good afternoon. It's sunny out, and he's serene. It really is a good afternoon.
dab
Fingerprints of sunlight on faded brick and joyful murals.
felinity
In the gap between brownstones, there's a fenced off dirt plot, studded with rocks. Two cats inhabit it. One sprawls on a bed of sunlight. The other watches me with menacing alertness.
horseplay
Kids seize each other in headlocks outside the department store in front of the mannequins and pink placards, as they wait for their mom to finish shopping.
neighborly
In their community, neighbors, friends, and coworkers will show up with trays of food in the days after childbirth.
neonate
She sleeps in a warm crescent against my stomach.
slumberous
With classes cancelled for the day, the campus is silent. A building with a crenellated tower casts a shadow over the grounds.
He tips his hat and wishes me a good afternoon. It's sunny out, and he's serene. It really is a good afternoon.
dab
Fingerprints of sunlight on faded brick and joyful murals.
felinity
In the gap between brownstones, there's a fenced off dirt plot, studded with rocks. Two cats inhabit it. One sprawls on a bed of sunlight. The other watches me with menacing alertness.
horseplay
Kids seize each other in headlocks outside the department store in front of the mannequins and pink placards, as they wait for their mom to finish shopping.
neighborly
In their community, neighbors, friends, and coworkers will show up with trays of food in the days after childbirth.
neonate
She sleeps in a warm crescent against my stomach.
slumberous
With classes cancelled for the day, the campus is silent. A building with a crenellated tower casts a shadow over the grounds.
Friday, June 17, 2016
Week in Seven Words #294
conferring
To his great pleasure, he gets to roam around with kids a year or two older. They accept him without condescension and pay attention to his opinions.
goofy
I put on oversized orange glasses, hold an inflatable guitar, and pose for snapshots. It's fun. I like these photos much more than the formal ones.
inebriant
He drinks his way to greater warmth and friendliness. His smile is relaxed, his voice cheerful. For a few moments, I imagine we're close.
liquescent
With slow, savoring bites, they suck up the gooey center of a fried Oreo cookie.
pad
The speeches are more or less what I expect. The room is mostly silent, and people continue to eat.
territorial
Once they've filled their plates at the buffet table, they don't move. They stand at the table, eating and talking, their elbows bristling as they defend their ill-gotten space.
youngling
I don't know who the kid is, but he's out on the fringes of a parking lot, playing on an embankment dotted in dandelions. No one else is around.
To his great pleasure, he gets to roam around with kids a year or two older. They accept him without condescension and pay attention to his opinions.
goofy
I put on oversized orange glasses, hold an inflatable guitar, and pose for snapshots. It's fun. I like these photos much more than the formal ones.
inebriant
He drinks his way to greater warmth and friendliness. His smile is relaxed, his voice cheerful. For a few moments, I imagine we're close.
liquescent
With slow, savoring bites, they suck up the gooey center of a fried Oreo cookie.
pad
The speeches are more or less what I expect. The room is mostly silent, and people continue to eat.
territorial
Once they've filled their plates at the buffet table, they don't move. They stand at the table, eating and talking, their elbows bristling as they defend their ill-gotten space.
youngling
I don't know who the kid is, but he's out on the fringes of a parking lot, playing on an embankment dotted in dandelions. No one else is around.
Friday, January 3, 2014
Week in Seven Words #194
bibliophile
It's a book store of the kind that's harder to find: cluttered, disorganized and rich with the scent of old books. Except for the wind chimes tingling at the door, it's silent. You can bring yourself to believe this is an entry into a new land, a magical shop on a mundane street.
intergalactic
The bridge at night looks like a grand landing strip for alien spacecraft.
neutrality
I give thanks to those who are buffers. The people who help keep tactless individuals more tactful, who help keep habitual combatants from talking or making eye contact. They're the people who fill the silence with neutral conversation. Thanks in part to them, we can get through a meal without a scene.
obliviousness
She stands at the door and declines the instructor's invitation to join the class. "I can only stick around for a few minutes," she says. For the next half hour, she rustles around in her multiple shopping bags and asks questions that take a while to arrive at the question mark.
prepackaged
The store is bright and bland, all wisdom neatly packaged in new books.
satiated
A pita bursting with meat and hummus and vegetables.
secondhand
Who has read this book before, and what did they think of it? Why did they highlight this passage? Why did they sell it?
It's a book store of the kind that's harder to find: cluttered, disorganized and rich with the scent of old books. Except for the wind chimes tingling at the door, it's silent. You can bring yourself to believe this is an entry into a new land, a magical shop on a mundane street.
intergalactic
The bridge at night looks like a grand landing strip for alien spacecraft.
neutrality
I give thanks to those who are buffers. The people who help keep tactless individuals more tactful, who help keep habitual combatants from talking or making eye contact. They're the people who fill the silence with neutral conversation. Thanks in part to them, we can get through a meal without a scene.
obliviousness
She stands at the door and declines the instructor's invitation to join the class. "I can only stick around for a few minutes," she says. For the next half hour, she rustles around in her multiple shopping bags and asks questions that take a while to arrive at the question mark.
prepackaged
The store is bright and bland, all wisdom neatly packaged in new books.
satiated
A pita bursting with meat and hummus and vegetables.
secondhand
Who has read this book before, and what did they think of it? Why did they highlight this passage? Why did they sell it?
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