I’m still collecting metaphors and phrases I like: here are some more

by jenniferlbryce

the thick unknowable bush Charlotte Wood: The Natural Way of Things, p. 37
stretched white with illness Charlotte Wood: The Natural Way of Things, p. 150
she waited, lumpish and squinting Charlotte Wood: The Natural Way of Things, p.206
The ramparts of turned shoulders Hilary Mantel: An Experiment in Love, p. 72
My mother didn’t need much food – she ran on wrath. Hilary Mantel: An Experiment in Love, p. 94
The unweeded garden of their marriage Ian McEwan: Nutshell, p.12
His face splintered with concern Hannah Kent: The Good People, p 5
Sexual organs: the pale secrets of his body Hannah Kent: The Good People, p 8
The skittering presence of birds Hannah Kent: The Good People, p 23
At dinner, across the expanse of mahogany Kate Grenville: One Life My Mother’s Story, p 155
And there Aunt Dorothy from Brasshouse Lane has lived becalmed for many years Margaret Drabble: The Dark Flood Rises, p 39
rather stern good taste Kingsley Amis: You Can’t Do Both, p 215
Winston was gelatinous with fatigue George Orwell, Nineteen Eighty-Four, p. 208
Like 1914, a sleep-walk into disaster and misery Dennis Glover: The Last Man in Europe, p.73
Helen Garner’s description of bored jurors falling asleep in court: ‘like tulips dying in a vase’ Bernadette Brennan: A Writing Life Helen Garner and Her Work, p.254
He held the smile for a beat too long Sulari Gentill: Crossing the Lines, p.182
The house looked cosy and quaint, like it belonged on the lid of a tin of shortbread Sulari Gentill: Crossing the Lines, p.235 – 236
A sudden tender regret Steven Carroll: A new England Affair, p. 23
The gulls’ cries outside, one tapering into another Steven Carroll: A new England Affair, p. 164
The one window still unbroken briefly held the moon Pat Barker: The Ghost Road, p.140