Word: quailed
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...Wolfe's mind throughout this creative marathon was a tour two Atlanta friends had given him back in 1989 of the plantations of southwest Georgia, immense tracts of property, dotted with sumptuous homes and extensive outbuildings, maintained at staggering expense by the superrich for the principal reason of shooting quail in season between Thanksgiving and the end of February. "I look for milieu first," Wolfe says, "the setting of a story before the story itself, and I was astonished at those plantations, their psychological location in the past and the tremendous amount of conspicuous consumption required to maintain them...
...arthritic knee, a relic from his days of playing football for Georgia Tech. Among his many earthly possessions, Turpmtine is by far Charlie's most cherished; he sees it as a validation not of his wealth but of something deeper: "You had to be man enough to deserve a quail plantation." In fact, some of Charlie's older servants at Turpmtine remember a song about a local, long-ago legend also named Charlie Croker, and the master loves to hear them sing it. The ditty begins, "Charlie Croker was a man in full/ He had a back like a Jersey...
...season, permit, and species information. For those who seek the exhilaration of stalking beasts of horn and claw, the Big Game firearm license is $27.50 (unfortunately, out-of-state hunters have to shell out almost 100 smackeroos). Alongside the usual fare of black bear, white-tailed deer and quail, a multitude of neighborhood critters can be turned into shish-kabobs. However, the crow, opossum, bullfrog and snapping turtle might provide scant amusement for marksmen of considerable moose hunting prowess. Aspiring trophy hunters and greenhorns of Harvard Yard, take note: Grey squirrel season opened October 17, with a bag limit...
...Deacon musing on the past as he drives around in Ruby: "He [Deacon's grandfather] would have been embarrassed by grandsons who worked twelve hours five days a week instead of the eighteen-to-twenty-hour days Haven people once needed just to keep alive, and who could hunt quail for pleasure rather than the desperate need to meet a wife and eight children at table without shame." Can this intense imaginative sympathy really come from an author who is merely intent on making a feminist argument...
...verbal special effects, and his prose reads almost like a poet's at times Image follows metaphor, which follow conceit, which follows simile. There is proliferation of "like" and "seemed and imaginative figures of speech are densely crammed together. Sometime Golden's images ring false--raindrop that hit "like quail eggs," a sky "extravagant with stars," a retired geisha "more terrified of fire than beer is of a thirst...