Why won't my editor let me do this?
Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, the word you want just stays out of reach, wouldn't it be great to be able to just make something up that fits?
If you've used any of these words in your manuscript, dedicate your next book to The Bard.
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Meanwhile, I've got to get back to my little WIP and find the exact word I want because my editors are not so forgiving of made up words as Will's must have been!
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The dark eyes lit with a glitter of interest. The boy glided forward, strangely graceful, plump ruby lips stretched in a flirty smile. "I'm Caspar Thorpe. People don't usually see me back here. It's nice to meet you, Trevor." He extended a pale hand. Trevor wiped his own damp palm on his jeans and reluctantly took Caspar's hand. It was soft and cool in his grip, oddly soothing and he felt nearly as reluctant to release his grip on the hand as he'd been to take it in the first place.
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