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Writer's Blockthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 2847 words)

Author: Riverside
Added: Feb 23 2006Views / Reads: 5762 / 5172 [90%]Story vote: 8.50 (8 votes)
Lyn can't concentrate in her intensive writing class. She decides to let her imagination go, and it leads her to her professor's office.
 


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Lyn couldn't concentrate. She stared at the handout for her lecture, Short Nonfiction Writing, with the topic for the week - Metaphor - ugh - without really reading any of the words. They were going to spend the next two hours, these 70 students, being lectured to about examples of metaphor. Why did she ever decide to take this class? The professor began the lecture by joking about some of the common mistakes people were making in their sentence structures. "I know they probably didn't teach you that in high school," he quipped in his boyish tenor, "but this is Dupont University. You can't become a writer if you don't let go of all the bullshit you were supposed to stick to. They're not rules; they're guidlines. Now, metaphor can be incorporated easily into your sentence rhythms..."

She watched him pace around the front of the lecture hall. She liked the way his dark green button-down shirt fell loosely over his torso. He had the face of a real nerd but the body of a swimmer. As he kept talking he turned around to face the board and she felt a surprising twinge of interest at the way his Levi's hugged his ass. So he's got a babyface, but an awesome body under it, she thought. I wonder if he wears boxers or briefs. Probably boxers. No, but the jeans are so fitted, maybe boxer-briefs. He's too relaxed to be a tighty-whiteys kind of guy.

His eyes always flitted over students in the class as he lectured, trying to engage people and ensure that he had their attention. Now, ...

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