Instinct taught me 20 years ago to pace a song or a concert performance. That translates into pacing a story, pleasing a reading audience.
Barmaid, bring a pitcher, another round of brew. Honey, why don't we get drunk and screw?
This imitation Elvis may not be the king, but baby I'm the next best thing.
Don't try to describe the ocean if you've never seen it.
Truth is stranger than fishin.
Is it time for your medication or mine?