I’ve been thinking about how romance writers use words. It interests me how they take words that are not commonly associated with sex and imbue them with a sensual patina. I was reading a book by Linda Howard called “Kill and Tell.” The setting is New Orleans, so you already have heat, and humidity, and a languid sensuality overlaying everything. She used the word “heavy” repeatedly in one chapter. She described the main male charachter, Marc, as being heavily muscled. Karen hears his slow, heavy, heartbeat as she rests her head on his chest. She experiences that melting, warming, heavy, sense of ripeness in response to Marc’s lovemaking. And, she welcomes his heavy weight pressing her into the bed.
“Heavy” isn’t a word you often see in romance novels, unless it’s used to describe male anatomy, so it’s interesting to see how the repeated use of a common word ups the ante in the scene.
“Writhing” is another word that’s being used more frequently. When I was younger, you might read that someone “writhed in pain.” Or, snakes writhed. Now, women writhe in pleasure, seeking an elusive climax. IT’s a really great word. Can’t you just see her arching and twisting….her hair spread over the bed….eyes gone blind with need??
But, I have to say, kiwi is the most unusual word that I’ve read that brings sex to mind. Until recently, I rather thought it could be said to have male attributes. I mean….it’s sorta the right size and shape…and hairy! I highly reccomend that you visit Speedbump to read what he has to say about kiwis. You’ll never think of them in quite the same light again.

I love movies. I like a wide range of movies, and have favorites in every genre.
I’ve followed the sci-fi stuff that’s part of my generation…..Star Wars, Star Trek, Aliens. I like almost everything Steven Spielburg has done, including the Indiana Jones trilogy. I like old comedies, and some of the new ones. For some odd reason, I love Bruce Willis movies. Hudson Hawke was one of the first I bought, just for the sheer silliness
I have to admit that I rarely know the names of the stars these days, and I suspect that I’ve missed some good chick flicks. I got to see Chocolat for the first time this month. What a GREAT movie! I think I might look to see what else Juliet Binoche has done, because she was exceptional.
Ryan’s Daughter is an old film that has always appealed to me, despite the sadness of the subject, but Out of Africa has to be my all time favorite chick flick. I just get to the place where I’m resigned that she has to be strong and go through life on her own…..and he switches gears…..and DIES! Man…..I cry every time I see that movie.
I think that An Affair to Remember with Cary Grant and Debra Kerr has to be the all time perfect chick flick. When he tells her his grandmother has passed away, and gives her the white shawl….or when he breaks into her apartment at the end. Who can keep from crying?
Do you ever share chick flicks with your significant other? I mean…..if you are at Blockbuster shopping for the weekend, does he ever agree to watch a chick flick with you?? Or do you have to watch alone, or with girlfriends?? Since I’m a boat widow in the summer, I have plenty of time to watch chick flicks, but every now and then, DH will come in and see one on, and stay to see what it’s all about.
Let me know if you have a favorite chick flick I should look for.

I’m delighted to tell you that the wedding was LOVELY! It came off without a hitch (other than a cloudy, blustery day), and the reception was wonderful. Despite the fact that there were a LOT of factions from three separate families in attendance, there were no fights or hard words. Everyone was on their best behavior, and a good time was had by most.
The bride was breathtakingly lovely. Everyone was emotional, and in the midst of the pastor’s comments she reached up and brushed a tear off her husband-to-be’s face. It was a charming moment. Mike is a typical guy who doesn’t go around with his emotions on his sleeve, so it was reassuring to see the emotion well up in him as Laura and DH started down the aisle.
I lost it as DH gave his daughter away, but I managed to keep it down to a few joyous tears and no snuffling! lol The night before I had been given an embroidered handkerchief as a gift, and I put it to good use.
The reception was lots of fun. We mingled and chatted with family members and new friends and the wedding party. The DJ played a great variety of music, and I discovered that my son-in-law’s mother has similar taste in music to me. She likes jazz and old rock ‘n’ roll. Her husband is a charming man. I hope we get to see the two of them again.
Soooo…..it was worth all the work, so that I could enjoy myself. I went, with the intention of enjoying myself, and encouraged everyone else to do the same.
I had been following Drowning Fish’s saga of the wedding she was attending, and worried that we might have the same experience…..but we lucked out. So, we will be the exception that makes the rule.
I’m certainly not as eloquent as Texas T-bone on the subject of weddings. You have to go visit and read what he has to say about them.
I hope that any of you who have weddings to attend have as good a time as we did!