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BrritSki
2021-06-30 05:35:19 UTC
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I am reading the incredible (in every sense) "Still Life" by Sara Winman
and came across this sentence " The faint slither of daylight creeping
through an occasional broken slat."
I recoiled in horror, but then read it again and I think she meant to
associate slither with creeping, and she does use sliver correctly
elsewhere. She is a very fine writer, so I would be surprised if it
wasn't deliberate and the book is full of little gems like this either
funny or shocking or both. e.g.
"She settled down on the sun-lounger and thought about Marcello
Mastroianni. If she'd been alone, she'd have run an ice cube up the
inside of her thigh and popped it in."
I had to read that twice to make sure I wasn't doing a BrritSki :)

And elsewhere when talking about a dog-walker being struck by lightning
"What happened to the dog"
"Cinders"
"Dead ?
"No, that was the name of the dog"
The whole beach heard me laugh at that one :)))

A beautiful book, even if there's lots that is unbelievable such as the
beautifully apposite sayings of the parrot.

For all lovers of Italy (especially Florence), art, life, family and
fine writing.
Nick Odell
2021-06-30 09:19:41 UTC
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On Wed, 30 Jun 2021 06:35:19 +0100, BrritSki
Post by BrritSki
I am reading the incredible (in every sense) "Still Life" by Sara Winman
and came across this sentence " The faint slither of daylight creeping
through an occasional broken slat."
I recoiled in horror, but then read it again and I think she meant to
associate slither with creeping, and she does use sliver correctly
elsewhere. She is a very fine writer, so I would be surprised if it
wasn't deliberate and the book is full of little gems like this either
funny or shocking or both. e.g.
"She settled down on the sun-lounger and thought about Marcello
Mastroianni. If she'd been alone, she'd have run an ice cube up the
inside of her thigh and popped it in."
I had to read that twice to make sure I wasn't doing a BrritSki :)
And elsewhere when talking about a dog-walker being struck by lightning
"What happened to the dog"
"Cinders"
"Dead ?
"No, that was the name of the dog"
The whole beach heard me laugh at that one :)))
A beautiful book, even if there's lots that is unbelievable such as the
beautifully apposite sayings of the parrot.
For all lovers of Italy (especially Florence), art, life, family and
fine writing.
A delicious resumé, thank you!

Nick

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