"lithe nurses leaping up to straddle limp bodies and apply CPR while gurneys fly along hospital corridors to ORs where surgeons tie trendy bandanas over their great hair and operate along to Handel’s Water Music, and bleeders happen while anxious relatives watch from glass-enclosed balconies and it all ends with some short, squat nurse calling it, and everyone steps back from the operating table, and it’s all shot from above and they fade to black along to some cheesy Sarah McLachlan song." LMAO. Best huge sentence ever.
One of the things I like best about your medical stuff is that you actually take the time to research. You don't just make shit up, you whomp the boys in a medically correct way.
Aw. Sam is seeing the future...::wibble::
Uhoh, you named another character. Sure you didn't steal Jacob from somebody else? ::evil grin::
Combine harvester, hilarious! And aww, Charlotte's Web, right?
Bweeee! My cameo! That was even better than a sponge bath! Ahhh. I may need a cigarette to finish that off. ;) Haw, Mason and her minion Dixon. Love Deano playing the weak-and-helpless-hottie card to get some extra lovin'. What is with the women at this hospital anyway? Horny bitches.
“Would you have done it?” she says suddenly. “Back then in the woods. Would you have done it?” You're gonna have to help me here. Is she talking about where he almost shot her?
"walks her right back up against the wall, with a hand planted on the hard surface on either side of her face, and then he leans in and lays his head just where her shoulder meets her neck, and he kisses her right there, feels her hand on the short hair at his nape" Hot.
Oooooooooo, cliffie. You heartless bitch.
Woman, as if I haven't said it enough, you are the queen. Congratulations on finishing, but don't let this be the last. I have a psychological addiction...
Hey sugah! I’m sitting here getting steadily hammered in preparation for playing air guitar along to Tom Morello and Bruce Springsteen on the Rock ’n’ Roll Hall of Fame concert! No writing! Tho have spent almost an hour answering reviews.
Thank you Changing Channels for inspiring that opening para. You gotta grab them with that opening para… I think I put more thought and work into those than any other part of my stories actually. And Christy freaking Turlington, thanks for that little homage to my research because, holy buckets, I do go the extra mile. Being a medical journalist helps but I research everything geographical too and it does turn up little gems like the crappies that swim in the lakes of Minnesota. If I hadn’t researched what KH was fishing for I never would have had the line “Blowing the crap out of the crappies.” So, definitely worth it!
I like that very minimalist frisson of teh hot monkey sex to come and we have discussed this at *length* :-O since neither of us writes sex. Suz remains the Queen of Sex. I think it is scorching to imagine him prowling up, all tall and gorgeous, with an arm on either side almost *trapping* her and, oh God, must retreat to my bunk…
“Would you have done it”… yup, that is what she’s talking about.
God. It’s over… I’m freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…
Just hadda call back to Charlotte’s Web… hope I don’t get sued! And the combine harvester from Chapter 7, I think. Glad you liked your cameo!
LMAO. Best huge sentence ever.
One of the things I like best about your medical stuff is that you actually take the time to research. You don't just make shit up, you whomp the boys in a medically correct way.
Aw. Sam is seeing the future...::wibble::
Uhoh, you named another character. Sure you didn't steal Jacob from somebody else? ::evil grin::
Combine harvester, hilarious! And aww, Charlotte's Web, right?
Bweeee! My cameo! That was even better than a sponge bath! Ahhh. I may need a cigarette to finish that off. ;)
Haw, Mason and her minion Dixon. Love Deano playing the weak-and-helpless-hottie card to get some extra lovin'. What is with the women at this hospital anyway? Horny bitches.
“Would you have done it?” she says suddenly. “Back then in the woods. Would you have done it?”
You're gonna have to help me here. Is she talking about where he almost shot her?
"walks her right back up against the wall, with a hand planted on the hard surface on either side of her face, and then he leans in and lays his head just where her shoulder meets her neck, and he kisses her right there, feels her hand on the short hair at his nape"
Hot.
Oooooooooo, cliffie. You heartless bitch.
Woman, as if I haven't said it enough, you are the queen. Congratulations on finishing, but don't let this be the last. I have a psychological addiction...
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Thank you Changing Channels for inspiring that opening para. You gotta grab them with that opening para… I think I put more thought and work into those than any other part of my stories actually. And Christy freaking Turlington, thanks for that little homage to my research because, holy buckets, I do go the extra mile. Being a medical journalist helps but I research everything geographical too and it does turn up little gems like the crappies that swim in the lakes of Minnesota. If I hadn’t researched what KH was fishing for I never would have had the line “Blowing the crap out of the crappies.” So, definitely worth it!
I like that very minimalist frisson of teh hot monkey sex to come and we have discussed this at *length* :-O since neither of us writes sex. Suz remains the Queen of Sex. I think it is scorching to imagine him prowling up, all tall and gorgeous, with an arm on either side almost *trapping* her and, oh God, must retreat to my bunk…
“Would you have done it”… yup, that is what she’s talking about.
God. It’s over… I’m freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…
Just hadda call back to Charlotte’s Web… hope I don’t get sued! And the combine harvester from Chapter 7, I think. Glad you liked your cameo!
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