I set Party Favors in New Orleans, because of all of the sex that people assume happens here. We see mostly naked people all the time. It’s part of us, but that is also why Dani believes she is odd. Here are my six sentences for Six Sentence Sunday. Take a gander at the others.
As she waited for Jim, Dani closed her eyes. She wondered if she could ever tell Guy that she needed extra work to have an orgasm. She wanted to blame her strangely uptight parents and their strict rules regarding dating and the proper clothes to wear. Who in New Orleans repressed sex? Most people thought of the rowdiness of Bourbon Street with its titty bars and burlesque shows, although locals rarely walked down the street unless they had reservations at Galatoire’s. NOLA might be a religious city, but the line between Mardi Gras and Ash Wednesday was as thin as a spider’s silk. On parade days, she’d seen more of the human body at the age of eight than most adults would admit.
Great atmosphere here. I love NOLA through the eyes of natives.
I like all the contrasts you’ve built into this. Lots going on in these sentences!
Monica, for me, New Orleans is a study in contrasts. It’s why the city has become my muse.
Good writing! I especially liked your simile: thin as a spider’s silk.
My six sentences are here:
Thanks, Sandy. I’m behind on my six sentence visits since I was attending a friend’s wedding. I’ll get to them, because I love reading these snippets.