A few years ago, my mom got me a magnetic poetry set. It was the seasons and celebrations collection, with haiku words like magic, flower, spring and rain. For Christmas, Andrea and Ian got us a sci-fi/pulp set. This one has goblin, squirt, bite and thump. I’ve got both sets up on our fridge now… It’s an interesting look at my character, when you think about it.
The problem is that the combination of the nature words and the pulpy words leads to endless romance novel euphemisms. I’ve mixed up some of the more obscene pairings, but my fridge still reads like the steamy parts of a potboiler.
