Busy as a one legged man in an ass kicking contest.
It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.
Any word you have to hunt for in a thesaurus is the wrong word. There are no exceptions to this rule.
Lightning flashed dully inside the clouds on the horizon making them look as if they had fireflies of their own, monster fireflies the size of dinosaurs.
I never met a writer who wasn't lazy.
There was a beautiful feeling of calm in my groin, a sense of peace so remarkable it was almost ecstasyโโanyone who' suffered bad pain and then recovered will know what I'm talking about.