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| Hannah signs her books at Barnes & Noble in Warwick, RI. |
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RWW Writing Technique: Write From The Groin
Anonymous
A bushel of Georgia peaches awaits me, awaits being taken. I come home, feast my eyes on this delight, and laugh out loud. I breathe deeply, inhaling into my diaphragm the intoxicating aroma of ripe, juicy, fresh-from-the-tree peaches. I delight in how they look, nestled among each other, crowded together like too many people in a twin bed. Feeling somewhat loose and free, I tenderly reach for the largest peach I see and use it to massage and caress my skin. First my face and cheeks, where I can inhale the deliciousness of this peach, where I can see, out of the corner of my eye, the peach’s fuzzy, slightly hairy skin. Down my neck and around my throat. Then, I move the peach up and down the insides of my arms, taking my time, giving full attention to the insides of my arms, always soft and never sun-kissed like this peach was. I gently kick off my slides and now tickle my toes, my ankles, and, the best spot of all, the backs of my knees, with the peach. The peach skin is slightly torn now, due to its travels around my body, and the slightest traces of juices begin to leak out. The juices are delicious, I lick them up when I can reach them with my tongue. When the juices are in unreachable spots – such as the back of my knees, I greedily swipe at them with my fingers and suck each peach juiced finger, not wanting to miss any of the sweet nectar. The peach travels, travels, travels. It’s headed now to my belly and the insides of my thighs, all as soft as the succulent peach. The peach skin is completely worn away and, as bits of the peach come off with each caress, I grab them, smell them and swallow them whole. I’m too greedy to take my time; I’m impatient and want satisfaction. The peach pit is all that’s left and I….make do. The pit becomes coated with juices of my making, and looks as tantalizing as it did when I first plucked the peach from the basket. I smile, relax, breathe deeply one more time, and realize I’m not going anywhere….a bushel basket contains a whole lotta peaches!
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Paperback
Size : 6 x 9
Pages: 118
ISBN: 0-595-31265-9
Published: Mar-2004 |
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"Hannah Goodman has written a wonderfully witty, engrossing and hilarious novel about sisters and their relationships. Her prose is dead on and her scenes flow effortlessly from one to the other. I can't remember the last time I stayed up to finish a book, but I had to finish My Sister’s Wedding!"
Rosemary O’Brien, Author of First Saturday
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In the 2005 fall issue of East Bay Living, syndicated columnist cited several famous authors like Grisham and Patricia Cornwell as her favorite authors. She also added, "I also like local authors. There's a young adult book (My Sister's Wedding) by Hannah Goodman, a teacher who lives in Bristol (RI). It has great dialogue."
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Paperback
Size : 6 x 9
Pages: 144
ISBN: 0-595-39430-2
Published: May-2004 6 |
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