Word: sun
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...spacious front room of the main house; there she has written three published novels. Each book explored a different genre. One book was, in her view, a "political romance," another concerned a Maine woman attacked by ruffians, and the third was an old- fashioned love story. King's sun-washed study, set in a remodeled stable loft, has a hidden stairway leading down to a toy-cluttered indoor swimming pool with a vaulted gothic-style ceiling. Tabitha calls it the Church of the Poisoned Mind. The children drift in and out frequently. Naomi, 16, comes by dressed in a Mickey...
...Topsy, a local nightclub; he loved to hold her in his arms during the tango and foxtrot. On the second anniversary of their meeting, after she continued to turn down his proposals of marriage, the young swain wrote her, "When the winds blow and the rains fall and the sun shines through the clouds . . . he still resolves as he did then, that nothing so fine ever happened to him or anyone else as falling in love with Thee -- my dearest heart...
...autumn sun lights on her shoulders as she sits in her White House drawing room, a red-dressed dot of flame that by some alchemy has ignited the nation against drugs. As First Lady, she could have eased up, turned away into antiques or gardening. "But you couldn't, you couldn't, you just couldn't," she says with the fervor of a healer that no one ever imagined dwelled in that 100-lb. frame so elegantly clothed and coiffed. "When you talk to those kids and you talk to those parents who are just torn apart, what it does...
...OPENING scenes of 'night, Mother, we observe the quiet, orderly, evening rituals of Jessie Cates the night before she kills herself. As the sun sets over a small, lower-middle-class ranch house in rural America, Jessie (Sissy Spacek) gives her full attention to the monotonous, ennerving tasks of refilling the candy dishes in the living room, taking the clean towels out of the clothes dryer, cancelling the daily paper, setting the electric light timer...
This summer, I went to Florida with my friend and her retarded sister, Carol. One night we went to a bowling alley. We were sun-burned and tired, but Carol was peppy and eager, and she went first and rolled the ball, under-handed, into the gutter. She turned around and smiled...