I've just started editing a new alien abduction-themed fantasy novel. I can tell we're in for some fun...
He grabbed a glass and plate from the cupboard. He poured the grape soda into the glass, and inhaled a deep breath of air, allowing its purple effervescence to caress his nose and lungs like the touch of soft velvet.
I think I am in danger of shooting that same grape soda out my nose if it carries on too much more like this!
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Some purple prose there for you Nanci! (Sorry, I just couldn't resist).
Can the limpid or pulsing violet orbs be far behind?
At least you may be spared the heaving bosoms. Unless it turns into a "I gave birth to an alien baby!" type story!
We're too early to tell, but I'll be sure to let you know. And who knows, maybe someone there in the astro dept will want to check out some of this guy's theories? The truth is still out there, no? ;-)
Ha! Well, I'm usually the one that deals with the UFO questions, so... maybe. Although our chairman is one of the profs who teaches the "Extraterrestrial Life" class, so people often bug him for quotes when a relatively big UFO story breaks. It keeps work interesting and sometimes very entertaining!
Wow. I had no idea that grape soda could caress anything. And like soft velvet no less. I need to get out more.
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