unearths some literary gems.
From Audition for Murder, by Susan Sussman:
[Crackling static in an intercom brings us a couple of all-consonant words.]
"The dpthrrst of Msskkffll Lnnnnaas."
If you can't star at your own funeral, why bother going?
I regale him with witty, charming, pithy stories. He is more amused than ardent. I pith harder.
[I love it when a character in a book does exactly what *I* would have done.]
"I would love just once," Murray says, "to sit above the salt."
"Here." Beth puts a saltshaker under Murray's chair.