The log house was freshness-sealed, tight as Tupperware.The offending tooth, a rear molar, had spread its poison widely, a kind of guerrilla warfare.He had never been to Methuen, a town that sounded like a sneeze.Married life was like walking around in shoes that almost fit.It hung halfway down his chest like a coarse woollen bib. Grant and the Smith Brothers, makers of cough drops. His most distinctive feature was a burly old-fashioned beard, the style favored by Ulysses S.On Mondays, the line rang nonstop - fallout from the weekend, it’s psychic detritus scattered like confetti after a parade.
The book also contains some fine figurative language. The book, Mercy Street, has interesting and rewarding characters, a gripping plot and, perhaps unbelievably, a great deal of humour. And as the New York Times puts it, ” it would be a terrible mistake to give it a miss because of its hot-button topic.” The most recent novel by Jennifer Haigh takes on the topic of abortion. I write today about similes from Jennifer Haigh…. I like to share interesting pieces of figurative language I encounter in my reading.
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