Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Who would've guessed?
Here's the excerpt I used from Rock Star (some groupies are smothering him, and he's angry with one of his band members):
A freight train blasted down the tracks of his brain. It blinded him. His head reeled. Cheeks stung hot. Mirah owed him for her VIP. She was whiny and arrogant and pigheaded . . .
“I would so treat you way better.”
Their fondling kisses shadowed his movements. Suddenly feeling smothered, he pushed away and grunted. His passion dampened. He grimaced and elbowed them off. Their yelps unnoticed. He stood. One wrenched from under his foot and wailed.
It told me something different from other parts of the MS. Hmmm . . .
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