I think he’s frozen his mind as well as his butt.
So many blocks he built an igloo.
What a beautiful image. I’ve got chills.
But wait. “Into a bin full of endive”. There, now it’s perfect.
A two story igloo
They do say write what you know.
Inuit authors must do okay …
Ah, the incomprehensibly bizarre mind of Kliban!
OOOH a split level igloo, Cool
I’m all for suspension of disbelief but those aren’t even fingerless gloves. :)
He is using failed pages to wrap fish. Several days from now, he will be reading one while preparing dinner and liking it after all.
Smilla’s Sense of Snow – the first draft.
“It was a dark and snowy night…”
Like the 2 story igloo with entrances on both levels.
No? I thought it was perfect!
Is this what anthropologists mean when they say Eskimos have a hundred different words for snow?
Probably iceberg lettuce.
…antenna, or eagle roost?
The snow came down as softly as chicken feathers after a coyote got into the hen house.
Similes are a reflection of the utterers’ cultural perspective. When Steve Allen fed an elephant a bunch of grapes by placing them in its open mouth, he was asked what that felt like. His reply: “like sticking your hand into a suitcase full of wet liver”.