Completely irrelevant, but I have to reporoduce the lyrics of this song from 69 Love Songs by The Magnetic Fields simply because I like it. Sixty-nine Love Songs is a ridiculously long record I’ve been spinning a bit lately. I’d love to slip a few almost perfect metaphors like these into the novel:
A pretty girl is like a minstrel show
It makes you laugh
It makes you cry
You go
It just isn’t the same on radio
It’s all about the makeup and the dancing
and the Oh,A pretty girl is like a violent crime
If you do it wrong you could do time
but if you do it right it is sublimeI’m so in love with you, girl,
it’s like I’m on the moon
I can’t really breathe, but I feel lighterA melody is like a pretty girl
Who cares if it’s
the dumbest in the world
It’s all about the way that it unfurlsA pretty girl is like a pretty girl
The Books
