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Explain To Me, In Florid Prose
TheFuriousWombat:
non-sarcastic Hemingway would be more like: "There was a door set into the beige wall. It had a push bar. There were two signs. One was on the door and said 'No Exit.' The other was above the door and said 'Exit.'"
SirJuggles:
Hemingway was not a very florid man.
Ballard:
Anyone game for Humbert Humbert-style Nabokov?
Elizzybeth:
Humbert Humbert:
Exhibit number three is an industrial grey door, complete with gleaming aluminum pushbar and two insistent but conflicting signs--"No Exit" and "Exit." I am sure that by now the reader can imagine how, as I sat contemplating that door, images of budding nymphets danced through my mind. No, not just nymphets, gentlemen--my nymphet, my Lolita, my Lo, the girlish slender curve of her tanned back une harpe, pleading with my aching, lusty soul to pluck its puerile strings. I reach, slowly, I reach--only to have her snap back, hoarsely, tersely, "Stop it!" Oh, Lolita! (Oh, Annabel!) The door with its two rival signs put inextricably into my mind my own eternal internal duel: I must, but I can't, and yet I must.
Ballard:
o/
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