from fiction to academic writing, is the word “said.” Any time a writer is referencing the words or thoughts expressed by another person, whether that be thoughts expressed verbally or in writing,an appropriate way to introduce--or attribute--that person’s thoughts is with the phrase “sai...
I marveled at how he was able to keep her at home – get her to the bathroom, take care of food, clean the apartment, everything. After a few years there were changes made in where and how the students and I were operating, and we quit seeing Ms. Brown. Ultimately, she developed ...
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When I held my father’s feverish bluing fingers in February and watched him take his last gentle breath, I marveled at the mysteries of life that had brought us both to this moment. He had lived eighty-five years and was reaching towards peace. I was fifty-seven and at last old enough...
So be warned, the next slew of words will be less polished and more frequent. I want to record everything, the whole experience, with honesty. So I’m going to try to repress my natural tendency for obsessive self-editing, and attempt to improve on the snail-like frequency of past ...
And all of them marveled and they were inquiring with one another, saying, “What is this?”, and “What is this new teaching? For he commands even the foul spirits with authority and they obey him.” GOD'S WORD® Translation
We marveled at how the eels coiled into a knot, intertwining with low hanging tree branches, when we pulled them from the water. My family traveled again to Ontario one summer, to the Rideau Lakes. We fished with limited success, catching bluegills, crappies, and a few small bass. Mom ...
side of the hotel. We had an expansive view of a never-ending crystal blue Atlantic Ocean and the restored Asbury Park Pavilion. We got to town around 6:00, explored the Boardwalk, marveled at the ocean and the architecture, went back to the hotel for a minute and then off to Asbury ...
I’ve always marveled at my great good fortune to have her and been loved by her. If you follow her words and examples, you may expect to meet life in the best possible way, and your path will always be the right one. Your father, Dave.” Black on white paper, the words are ...
I couldn’t look at her in the last few minutes. I looked away, steadying my voice, and said, “It’s hard to put into spoken words what I want to say. I’m going to write it down and leave it for you.” She embraced me. Maybe she said my name – I love when my name is...