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GK: The increase in air travel and also in time spent in waiting rooms has been a boon to book publishing. Not many people sit in doctor's offices and listen to the radio.
TR (ON RADIO): I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON WITH LIBERALS TODAY. HILLARY CLINTON??? WHAT IS SHE THINKING? PEOPLE-----
GK: No, when people go to the doctor's, they bring a novel along----
SS (READING): "She was just saying goodbye to her Montessori students when suddenly she couldn't remember if she had put the concrete blocks in the bag with Bob's body when she dumped it in the river. And what had she done with the shotgun? She couldn't have left it in the weeds, could she?"
GK: Radio is popular in cars, of course----
TR (ON RADIO): "THESE GRANOLA DEMOCRATS WHO WANT TO USE YOUR GASOLINE TAX MONEY TO PAY FOR BUSES----- WHAT'S THAT ABOUT?
GK: But sitting on a plane, a person naturally opens up a novel----
SS: "She closed her eyes as Walter's sensitive fingers unzipped her down vest but she reminded herself to make sure she had disposed of the shotgun in the wet concrete and not left it lying on the riverbank when she put Bob's body into the canoe."
GK: A person who majors in English has all the tools necessary to write best-selling fiction so long as they stay away from introspective writing--..
TR: "The play of light and shadow on the darkening pond took him back to childhood and the memory of (FADING) the kaleidoscope ----
GK: Don't write like that. Nobody wants to know about your childhood. They want to know about her.
SS: He dropped her vest on the floor and put his hands on her shoulders. "What's wrong?" he said. Bob had said the same thing when she pointed the shotgun at him. "Nothing," she said to Walter, just as she had said to Bob. "Nothing at all."
GK: He held her close, her heart pounding against his chest.
SS: She wondered why his heart was beating so fast. Did he suspect what had happened? Could he smell the gunpowder on her fingers?
GK: He kissed her fingers which tasted pungent, mysterious, smoky, fascinating.
SS: Walter was Bob's best friend. What would he say when she told him she had two one-way tickets to New Orleans in her back pocket?
GK: "Loretta----" he said.
SS: He spoke her name. And now she knew that he knew what she had done. Of course he did.
GK: He reached for the glass of wine.
SS: He reached for the glass of wine. The glass of wine she had prepared for Bob in case the shotgun didn't work. She wanted to take it from him and then thought, "No----- "
GK: He held it to his lips.
SS: "I can always trade in that second ticket, " she thought.
GK: The wine smelled pungent, mysterious, fascinating----
SS: Walter wasn't the most exciting man she'd ever met. Probably she'd meet somebody new in New Orleans. Somebody with nicer hair. Somebody who used a deodorant she'd never smelled before.
GK: She pulled away from him.
SS: She said, "I suddenly remembered something I left in my car. I'll be right back."
GK: The wine had made him dizzy. He felt oddly vacant.
SS: He looked ---- vacant. But then he always had, sort of.
TR: The exciting world of fiction ----- yours when you major in English!
GK: A message from the Profession of English Majors. (MUSIC OUT)