Word: shoulder
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...time the bartender had come up with a couple of scotch-and-sodas, La Voodoo herself arrived. A sultry brunette wearing a very off-one-shoulder black dress and a huge black hat, she managed to convey to the eye what the perfume she was wearing was supposed to tell the nose. Her manager, a light blond, told us that in her less jungle-like moments La Voodoo was known as Stella Danfray. They were just in from Hollywood where DcMille had given her a screen test. And how did La Voodoo like Hollywood? "Ect is so complex, so hectic...
...moved away to another group in time to hear one gentleman suggest that someone take a bite out of La Voodoo's bare shoulder. But the suggestion was passed up in favor of the hors d'oeuvres, which a tuxedoed waiter was passing around again...
...rusting weapons carriers and fading fatigue uniforms of the demoralized armies. Yet the realism of this story is underlaid with symbolism; the symbolism of the sergeant's night journey to his childhood and attempted rebirth. Guerard tends to overwork a few images: the honey knob of a girl's shoulder and the hovering of aircraft above the battlefield, for instance. He relies upon the disturbing device of a narrator who narrates only at intervals, sees things far differently from the sergeant, and points up the ambiguity of the book. But the war remains thoroughly real...
...Mexico City's bustling Barrio Santa Maria, a huge crowd gathered, staring intently up into the sky. Dario Moctezuma joined the skygazers, but complained that he could see nothing. An obliging stranger threw an arm around his shoulder, pointed up-and sure enough, Dario thought he discerned a white globelike shape floating by. When his gaze returned earthward, he saw the stranger disappearing around the corner. Dario slapped the pocket where his wallet had been and began to yell: "Policia, policia...
...became father confessor, literary adviser, financial agent and friend to his struggling writers. He negotiated with Tom Wolfe's dunning creditors while Wolfe was in Europe, he gentled Sherwood Anderson when Anderson was on his last literary legs, and he reassured a nervous Hemingway who hovered over his shoulder as Perkins read the last third of For Whom the Bell Tolls...