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Little, a cultural introduction

Getting to know the word from all angles...

Michal is thinking over the concept of beefing up his sensational Fiction Corpus with some really good stories; cites fatigueDictionary icon

I regard highly the prospect of upholding English as a global lingua franca. I do challenge the certifiably commonplace form in which English is presented for study.Pointer

Enriching a person's deftness for a language isn't like producing a finer porcelain. A language - a common language - isn't just a tool that you can teach yourself to manipulate with a greater amount of precision. A common tongue cannot be detached from the competing values of a circle of people of which it is a description. A language isn't recited; it happens - and keeps happening as long as a circle of people keeps using it.

To make a man recite English is to deprive him of its cultural context. An informed teacher must create a strategy for introducing it; the smartest student goes out to seek it.

A dictionary can be an influential tool. The best dictionaries define a language on the basis of a specific corpus, a body of written works of varying scope and consistency. A corpus may include everything from a book about literature to an entire set of really inspirational stories. I created my "impressive" Fiction Corpus to form a new class of dictionary based on the ability of one man to tell a story in many different forms. It is a labor of love and listening.

I have fashioned a million words and I have tabulated them, reframing them - not merely to teach English vocabulary but to be an advocate for the human soul, and to coax that spirit or soul not just to recite but to happen.

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A Better Way to Define English: Grouped into Eight Types of WordsPointer

Type 8 Answers the Question, "Which?"

The 8 types of words can be associated with the days of the week in the Acceptance calendar. You can remember that the last type of word answers the question "Which?" by asking yourself which day is the most important day of the week. The answer is Sunday, or Victory Day, which is a day for everyone to celebrate the art of being human.

Help End Negligence With ArtOne of Margo's pictures from our trip across Europe.

Strength and dignity are her clothing...

Proverbs 31:25

Author's Note: I have been enjoined from sharing the details of my true romance adventure until such time that the other party is prepared to present her perspective on the affair arrangement...Pointer

When I arrived in Europe on the 20th of June, 2011, I had no plan and certainly no idea that by the end of the week I would be practicing photography with a woman I had never met, a naturist who had never before allowed herself to be photographed nude. It was the first of a whole series of firsts for the both of us.

As an artist, from the beginning of my adult career, my work had been devoted to the problem of body acceptance, a goal that I would later learn was shared by a whole community of people called naturists, a humble portion of which I discovered residing in Poland, a country whose cultural conservatism does not lend itself readily to forward thinking. One of those forward-thinking Polish naturists happened to be Margo.

I considered myself young and able, and being American I often convinced myself I was more than able. She didn't feel quite so young. Having grown up in Poland, what was and is still considered by many to be a poor country, she had the added burden of not only being disadvantaged but having it held against her. The difference became palpable when I realized I couldn't even properly translate into Polish the very American word, "opportunity." A chance? Sure. An occasion? Why not? An opportunity? Not in the book.

I've never been married. I've never been divorced. I've never had kids. I've never lost my kids. That doesn't mean I can't try to understand somebody who has. By listening to Margo during our trip across Europe I started to consider her needs as if they were my own. I may not have been in a position to satisfy all of those needs, but I was able to shut up and put my own needs aside if I had to for at least 6,000 miles. We all need to be listened to and it is the one need that we all have a duty to satisfy. When somebody prays to another human, as a human you have a duty to listen. Humanity needs to start teaching itself that skill.

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During our trip across Europe, Margo very bravely opened up to me and to the camera. It was a difficult thing to do considering the scars that she carries. I wanted to share with the world her often joyful, often sad, often angry but always liberating experience except that the Internet is full of pictures of naked women and men and full of trolls who abuse them.

I realized that what I really need to point out is not the openness that Margo and I cultivated between ourselves, but the darkness that continues to surround us. When I censor nudity, I do so in a way that does not compromise the integrity of the human body. In censoring the photographs that Margo and I took during our trip, I was quick to notice that in those pictures where Margo was at her most open, at her most unguarded and most relaxed, in a word, when she was herself and basking in the sun I was forced to blacken her completely.

Why does our society drive people into darkness? Why can we not accept ourselves as we are? Why can we not accept our bodies? Have we truly become eunuchs? Or are we capable of defying the sickness that pits us against each other? Together we could conquer the devils that abuse us.

Whether you enjoy being nude or not, whether you've been photographed nude or not, but especially if, for you, like for Margo, it's something you never thought you would do, consider submitting your own photograph to be published in a censored manner as a form of protest against the ubiquitous presence of the human body on the internet, naked or not, that is published and duplicated ad infinitum without context and without regard for the identity or the needs of the individual being depicted.

Michal's Dictionary:
Understanding the word Little

A word can represent many things. First and foremost it represents a type of gesture. A specific way of speaking. A specific way of inscribing a mark. A specific way of moving your hand. To know one of these kinds of gestures is to know how to pronounce the word little in some kind of way.

If you want to communicate an idea using the word little, you will need to know what other people are made to think when you make the gesture. You will never have complete awareness of or control over the associations or identities that are invoked by a set of words, but you can know what was and what is a single word's jointly accepted definition, at least for a given place, thereby tracing a direction which will help you to understand what kinds of associations and identities are driving its use.

By using the word yourself, you enter into a long-standing albeit oftentimes unconscious debate over its definition, forever entangling yourself into the history of its use. The way you use it, and which other words you use it with carries weight.

The more you know about where the word little is located in the fabric of a language, the better you will be at exploiting its cultural power.

Pronunciation of LittleMargo on a trampoline

I have yet to publish a pronunciation for the word little.

Video of me pronouncing "little."

Definition of LittleMargo on a trampoline

I have yet to publish the definition of little.

I'm sure it won't take too long.

Common use of little in illustrative example sentencesMargo on a trampoline

  1. Little mention was made of our superb handling of the affair, if that's what you mean.

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  2. I have yet to come up with another sentence using the word little.

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Usage of Little in Michal's Fiction CorpusMargo on a trampoline

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Michal's Fiction Corpus of Acceptance Literature (FiCAL) is presented under the Bare Bottom imprint. It is currently comprised of six bodies of work, each representing a different pillar of culture and incorporating a wide variety of writhing styles.

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Little, a morphological approach

I have yet to make a morphological analysis of the word little.

That doesn't mean it's not high on my list.

Table of Frequency for the Word "Little."

This table lists in descending order the total number of times that the word littleand any of its morphological derivations appears in the Fiction Corpus, along with a breakdown of frequency by title, the respective rank of each word in the complete list of all words in the Corpus, as calculated both densely and competitively, as well as the percent increase in frequency of the word over the frequency of the next lowest rank in the complete list.

Margo stretching her arms
Percent Increase over next rankRANKWORDFrequency
TOTAL # of occurencesMCDONALDSJESUSSEXTSIGAJACKSONDINGBATS
densecompetitivemodern/sloppybiblical/tersepoetic/high-browhard/fasttalkymixed salad
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I have yet to publish the table of frequency for the word little, but I will get to it shortly. -Michal

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Usage of Little in Death to McDonalds

An aerial view of Dodger Stadium in the foreground, with an imaginary partially submerged Los Angeles behind

A story bible for a comic book series set in a post climate-change California narrated by eight characters who live through a natural disaster that sinks Los Angeles and triggers a war with an expansionist Mexican government covertly supported by China.

Frame #5580

i see the puente hills to my right. it looks like the whole san gabriel valley is flooded. the rooftops are like little stepping stones.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

27 November, 6:49 AM

Frame #1940

the car is free and easy. i cant believe it. they say its boot or bribe. sometimes the little guy wins. he may not sleep but he wins.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

17 August, 12:31 PM

Frame #2376

chase's been up in san berdardino county for a little too long. you cant chase after a ghost forever. i wonder what hes really up to.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

21 August, 12:14 AM

Frame #83

this character limit takes a little getting used to. especially when youre inputting with your voice.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

26 July, 1:20 PM

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Usage of Little in The Gospel of Jesus H.

A picture of the planet Mars

An experimental science fiction Christology that makes Jesus the hard boiled narrator of his own early years on a bizarro earth made dark by volcanic ash and informally ruled by a man from Mars who sells bottled air.

Simply put, at the time, I had no idea what I was doing or where it would lead. I was not in control, despite exhibiting extraordinary amounts of it - which may have been what allured that strange creature to me in the first place. It was a desperate creature I faced: a creature deprived of something I couldn't understand: deprived of self: lacking self. It was lost under a cloud of something unknowable: a fog of unhappy sunshine pollution: photochemical smog. It was confusion personified. It was infancy: unripe and unwilling to ripen - needy and restive - ungrateful, unapologetic, and unlearned - demanding - fascinating - irresistible - not yet a woman, it was a woman - it wanted to be a woman - it wanted to be a mother - it was unfit for motherhood - it deserved it, avoided it, wanted it, rejected it - it was a human being - it embraced it - it was everything at once - too much and too little - it lacked a little prudence to be honest, but, as the product of a genius Creator God, it was a work of art - mysterious when penetrated. It was not a simple woman, to the say the least.

Verse 440 from the chapter called Bohemia

"My father's maternal grandmother, from the House of Orlita." Stalin nodded. He crossed himself and prayed. When he was done, Jesus said, "I wish my father had told me what it's like." His face glowed in the candlelight. "I wish I could've heard him tell me not to do what he had done. I deserved that. I know it. I didn't have to find out on my own. I didn't have to repeat his mistakes, did I?" Stalin was silent. "I will do it differently," said Jesus. "One thing at least I will do differently. I promise," he said, "if I ever have children, I will them what it's like. I will them what it's like to love somebody so much and so little at the same time: to hurt them: to use them. I used her, cousin." Jesus cried. "I used her."

Verse 318 from the chapter called Vows

"Shut up and listen," said the Krupnik. "That doesn't concern you: where the weapons are going. What concerns you is where the fuck you're going. You're gonna go with me to another car; we're gonna take that car to the Old Town. We're gonna find Nigel; he's going to figure out what the fuck we're going to do about you. He has to pay your sorry little ass - do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand," said Jesus.

Verses 88-89 from the chapter called Arms

In those days, Jesus had very little money. His father's mother was dead. With her, the retirement pension died. If only she had had fewer friends, or if Jesus's uncle hadn't become a complete waste of time and breath, they could've tried committing pension fraud. As it was, Jesus's father kept selling books and eating heroin and Jesus began trying to sell furniture for food.

Verse 355 from the chapter called Adolescence

"We're tucked away," said Jesus, "in the southeastern corner of town. To the west, up that little hill and beyond the railing, is the road next to the ponds; to the north, over that fence, the backyard of the old Sanitarium - the Orthopedic-Rehabilitation Sanitarium for Children and Youngsters. When we were little kids, we would always hop over that fence and walk through the building. We weren't supposed to, but the cripples always gave us a good laugh. Considering that the playground was right next door, we felt more than justified." Jesus looked into Zoe's eyes. "You think I'm a cruel man?"

"No," she said. "I don't."

Verses 592-593 from the chapter called Security

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Usage of Little in Sex for Children

A drawing of a man between a woman's legs in front of another man in a hospital bed

A literature book narrated by a pair of siblings on either side of the Atlantic whose profoundly weird sexual experiences pose a serious challenge to their traditional understanding of mathematicians, marriage, gay young men and God.

It was after dinner, and Indiana was telling us that in Hungary there's no fasting from meat on the Christmas Vigil. On the contrary, she said, great care is taken to prepare the sausage for the night's meal - it must always be freshly made. She started talking about garlic and paprika and whatnot; when she finally got back to the sausage, she started praising its color: it was always the same rich color of burgundy, she said. Then she started stroking the timber of the fireplace - do you remember? "Not like this," she said, "and not like the floor, but something darker." She started looking around for the right color, and, noticing from her seat on the floor by the fireplace that the baseboards in the room were just the right shade, she turned around to get a closer look at the baseboard behind her. In doing so, she hit her hand on my little bucket of water, spilling some of it.

– Title 2, Regarding the Romaniac, Part 1, Section 20, The Role Of Religion, Paragraph 1

So Nike was led down a few side streets until they stopped in front of a mediocre apartment building. Nike gave the woman her little gift (her petit cadeau, as they call it) and he was taken up to the fourth floor. The room was nicely decorated, but the sex was painful. It was almost impossible for Nike to finish and the girl took pity on his grimacing. She offered to go down on him as delicately as possible. Nike agreed. It wasn't as bad as he thought it would be, and, without the pain, he decided, while he was being serviced, to ask the woman a few more questions.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 5, The Fifth Day, Part 2, Science & Reform Schools, Section 11, The Importance of Knowing Someone's Name, Paragraph 23

Nike was shocked. He was appalled. Police officers, despite being the worst kind of swine, should hold themselves with at least a little bit of respect, especially when they're idly standing along the Queensway of all vices. Nike was so ashamed he sat down near the bushes. Things were not going well. No one wanted to answer his questions unless he were going to negotiate business. Nike was not that foolhardy - at least, not yet: the pain was too much. But, because of it, he had to walk around like a grown man with rickets. Even the fat girls were laughing at him. Even the ugly girls, the cut girls, the destroyed and overly diseased girls were laughing at him. He was humiliated.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 5, The Fifth Day, Part 2, Science & Reform Schools, Section 10, Navigating the Socio-Political Spectrum, Paragraph 5

He knew he went crazy, and he hated him for it. But there's no way he wasn't part of that cult; he loved Stalin's methods - he was just a little bashful about it. But that's why Hungary was the highest point of his career: it let him do the things he really enjoyed. I wouldn't be surprised to learn that Khrushchev made that secret speech with full awareness of what might happen in the Eastern bloc. He liked the idea of national communism; that's why he liked Tito so much. He was a nationalist himself, not a hard-core imperialist. Unfortunately, the Hungarians brought disaster on themselves, or I guess Nagy was to blame. The problem was: they took their cue from Poland, but then they stopped paying attention. In the summer of fifty-six, a workers' strike was brutally suppressed in Poland. People were agitating. But when Khrushchev showed up in Warsaw, he was placated. His Polish comrades told him exactly what he wanted to hear: don't worry; we've got it all under control; national communism is the way; three cheers for reform. What did Nagy do? He said he was leaving the Warsaw Pact and he appealed to the United Nations. The United Nations! He must have been crazy. Khrushchev probably had a good time executing him.

– Title 2, Regarding the Romaniac, Part 1, Section 27, Penetration, Paragraph 99, Clauses 13-28

ANDY: Are we too close to the sun? No: because we'd burn up. Are we too far away? No: because we'd freeze. Is there too much pressure? No: because we'd be crushed. Is there too little? No: because we'd explode. As far as I can tell, this place is pretty awesome. The only thing I have trouble understanding - and this really consumes my imagination, but: if you consider the billions of people who are living now, and the billions more who once lived, and whose ashes are scattered around the world, and the billions more who may live - since we cannot be sure - it seems to me that heaven should have a bit more surface area.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 6, The Sixth Day, Part 1, Children & Education Reform, Section 2, Discussing Heaven with a Child, Paragraph 24, Clauses 1-6

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Usage of Little in Tsiga Tsiga Tsiga

Bullets whizzing by a statue of Nikola Tesla

A collection of stories featuring a sexy Parisian ghost, a spooky Moon base full of vagina-faced aliens, a policeman with an Irish name, a truck full of watermelons, a flautist, and a man who has to see another man about a diseased horse.

The car was back; the woman, in front, turning, slowing, seeing the headlights beginning to bathe her brilliantly-an attractive girl-a witch for all we knew hiding behind a mask of maidenhood-stood entranced, a pale face with a round shape-a clean, sharp jaw-a beautiful, blunted chin. What being could possibly harm her? The moon hid, shamed to see a mortal daughter of Eve walk with such authority. It was a proud mien on a worried-at the same time, not unprepared woman-an uncompromising beauty-who betrayed little fear upon her unwelted brow.

– from “Paris Is For Rapists, Too,” a ghost story featuring a frank discussion of the beautiful city of Paris

"What does it have to do with me?" asked Read.

"I need somebody like you to do a little independent research. Manpower is a luxury around here. I have a dozen or so informants on my payroll. Unfortunately, I don't trust most of them.

– from “Dirty Manga People Are Disgusting,” a spooky story featuring marginalized people

Juanita was all business. "Where did he go?"

"Don't worry," said Patsy, "we've got him blocked off. Put a detail on the road. Get somebody on either end of the beach. I'm going in."

"Dressed like that?"

"You're right," said Patsy. "I'm a little conspicuous."

"Give me back my gun."

– from “A Cop Named Patsy,” a funny story featuring a frank discussion of tall statues

Within days, he was robbed of the little food he had brought with him. Stealing eggs and grapes along the way, he made it to the port of Bari and found work on the docks. Not finding his crusty, Venetian employer very agreeable, especially after breaking some porcelain, he stole a bag of old hyperpryons and headed toward Naples. Though the Byzantine coins would not be easily recognized in the countryside, Ferrari was confident he could sell them to a banker for at least a few ducats.

– from “Italy Sucks and Has Sucked For A Long Time,” an adventure story featuring a man who tried to make his life better

At first, Patsy would squat down and humbly clean himself, paying particularly close attention to "over there." Seeing that this was the method favored by women and not by most men, by the time he visited the Dai-Kannon of Izu, and stayed in the shadow of Mount Fuji, Patsy's skill had increased so dramatically, he was able to stride into the bathing area, swoop down, grab a ladle without disturbing its bucket, splash his genitalia with what little water was there, the way a cook might add a bit of garlic to his Zampone, and, with a flick of the wrist, deposit the ladle in yet another bucket before crying "banzai" and cannonballing into the water. Though superficially disgusted by this when they were together, when alone, the ladies seemed to admire it.

– from “A Cop Named Patsy,” a funny story featuring a cop who takes a liking to certain Japanese customs

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Usage of Little in Sorry Ms. Jackson

Chiseled letters from an ancient stone tablet hanging on a wall

A real play. With drama in it. Talk fast. It takes two hours. Set in a guest house. In a small community. After a murder. Lots of suspicion. The characters learn to listen to each other. It's funny.

FLETCHER: Yu hau waawaha.

ALICE: What's that?

FLETCHER: It means, "You are snotty."

ALICE: I am not. Say something else.

FLETCHER: Da lettle sullen se wylie up in ar pine.

ALICE: What does that mean?

FLETCHER: The whole island will be saying that if you don't stop nagging me.

ALICE: What does it mean?

FLETCHER: It means, "That little child is stuck up in that pine."

ALICE: Fletch!

– ACT I, lines 592-601

(KOKOMO exits. GREY GOOSE enters.)

GREY GOOSE: My darling Polynesian beauty, Fletcher must be right. It's pointless for me to put the moves on you - especially since it's obvious you're in love with him. My chances of success were always slim. I never lost faith in a woman's whim. I was certain, if I tried hard enough, you would let me taste-test your sweeter stuff. Each one of my advances you rebuffed. You're too good. My situation has changed now that my dear wife and I are estranged. Perhaps some trickery can be arranged. If I were to slip softly into your bed, not smelling like chattel, but like that perfume you gave my son - that little brat - who cares more about annoying my wife than pursuing the love of his own life, even though I'm the one she causes strife - perchance I might convince you with a kiss - before you discover my artifice - that I am the best way to earthly bliss. It would give me joy. My desire to light this house on fire would be assuaged. Despite what I have said, I will never ignite another house again. I am reborn. Ever since your mistress unleashed her scorn, making me sit in filth, lost and forlorn, in my old cowshed, I have taken stock. I'll no longer blindly follow the flock. I cannot yet say the same for my cock. If my wife's got a lover, I'll be damned if I don't. I'm not going to be crammed away. I'll come back with my monogrammed pajamas. I'll drink champagne and cut loose like there's no tomorrow. I'll introduce Kokomo to my little one-eyed goose and she'll say I'm her daddy. My excitement notwithstanding, I must not invite suspicion. I'll save my strength for tonight!

– ACT II, line 30

GREY GOOSE: Don't worry. Your little love-toy is safe.

MS. JACKSON: You insult me.

GREY GOOSE: What exactly do you think I've done?

MS. JACKSON: I'm not going to give you the pleasure of describing to you your atrocities.

GREY GOOSE: I wish I could say the same thing.

ALICE: What's going on?

GREY GOOSE: Ask your landlady. She thinks she knows everything.

MS. JACKSON: What have you done?

GREY GOOSE: You first. Did you or did you not approach the Australian police with your unjustified suspicions that I might have committed the first murder this island has seen in over one hundred and fifty years? Did you not, in fact, tell them I was capable of committing such a crime? Are you not the reason why I was named a person of interest? Answer me.

MS. JACKSON: Never.

– ACT I, lines 1091-1100

FLETCHER: You thought Norfolk had a checkered past. Being a former prison colony's prison colony is nothing next to Pitcairn.

ALICE: I would never have imagined it was like that. I thought it was a paradise.

FLETCHER: I'm writing a play about it - specifically about the woman who chopped off that man's head. She's an ancestor of mine. Maybe later we can go over a few scenes.

ALICE: I'd love to.

FLETCHER: If your neck doesn't still hurt.

ALICE: I'm feeling much better now, thank you.

FLETCHER: If you strained it, you strained it. I have to say, you have surprisingly little tension.

ALICE: It's my honeymoon. I've been having lots of sex.

FLETCHER: You shouldn't have reminded me.

ALICE: Why not?

– ACT I, lines 626-635

(ALICE exits.)

GREY GOOSE: Alone at last.

KOKOMO: You've done your business: now leave.

GREY GOOSE: There's more. I need your help.

KOKOMO: Again?

GREY GOOSE: Yes.

KOKOMO: I'm not your little plaything.

GREY GOOSE: Do you want to be thrown out? I didn't think so. Come with me to the kitchen. I need those tender little hands.

KOKOMO: This is the last time, Grey Goose. You've made me sore from all your stupid amusements. I can barely even walk or lift a finger. I'm totally spent.

GREY GOOSE: Don't pretend you don't like it.

– ACT I, lines 852-860

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Usage of Little in Miscellaneous Dingbats

The title of the book at the end of a string of miscellaneous dingbats

A story book full of short fiction stories. An interesting bedtime mystery. A fairy tale. Science fiction romance. Adult life. Uninspiring gay fiction. Horror.

I killed my sister. I live with it. I killed her because she loved the enemy a little too much. She lost herself in that love. That's why she wanted to die. When I tell people the truth they treat it like it's a joke. Like I'm saying she walked into my knife. I did kill her. I've never denied it. I stabbed her. My arm came down upon her. I put the blade into her heart. That's where she needed it.

I'm not a bad man.

– from “The Testament of Publio Orazio,” a horror story without a lot of screaming coming straight out of Roman mythology

Two years and still counting. No word from the devil. The bitch made promises. A fat check. Enough to pay for surgery. Where is she now? Two yards under. Seventy-two inches. I did the math. The scientist in the east wing told me that much soil would weigh about a ton. That's two thousand pounds. Way more than I can lift. I'm a big girl. The bitch that took my cigarettes was a tiny little thing. Even if she did come back from hell she'd never get out from under that earth. Unless they dig a hole next to her. I wish I knew where she was buried. I could do something about it.

– from “Two Years,” an adult fiction story about a guard who works at a women's prison

She wrapped her arms around my shoulders. Our foreheads touched. I put my hands on her bare knees. I rubbed her thighs. With each stroke, I circled wider. I went a little slower. I ventured deeper up her leg. I wondered when she would stop me. She didn't. My fingers brushed the edge of her panties. I drew back. I left my hands around her knees.

Indiana lifted her head. I looked up. She was staring into my eyes. She pecked me quickly on the lips. I had no time to pucker. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I've ruined your party."

– from “St. Andrew's Eve,” a story of love that might calm one's nerves depending on your outlook

Winter came. One day Grendel escaped from her cabin. She went to another cabin and saw an older girl through the window. She was having sexual intercourse. The witch found Grendel and took her back to her own cabin.

Grendel told the witch she wanted to go home. The witch laughed. She told her to wait for the Chinook. The Chinook would come and melt the snow. Then she could go home.

– from “Little Grendel's First Hair,” a fairy tale story where the unthinkable happens not entirely unlike the real world

Grendel tried not to think about the hair. It didn't work. She kept pulling down her pants and looking at it. She thought about plucking it. She went so far as to stretch it out as far as it would go. It was very long.

– from “Little Grendel's First Hair,” a fairy tale story about something terrible that unfortunately exists in real life

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Collocation of Little in the Fiction Corpus

Table of Collocation for the Word "Little."

This table lists in descending order of frequency a selection of word pairs that appear in the Fiction Corpus and groups them according to the morphological derivation of the word little that appears in the pair.

TypeWORDFrequency
TOTAL # of occurencesMCDONALDSJESUSSEXTSIGAJACKSONDINGBATS
modern/sloppybiblical/tersepoetic/high-browhard/fasttalkymixed salad
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I have yet to perform a collocation analysis of "little." I hope I can get it done sometime soon. -Michal

Love is the answer...

What are we waiting for? Let's accept it!

Are you a eunuch?

The art show that defies abuse

St. Sebastian

Wall art symbolizing strength and protest

St. Sebastian was a member of the Roman Emperor's praetorian guard who had the audacity to teach Christian values while on the job. I think active duty American military men and women who don't vote or who don't publicly express a political opinion because of the uniform are either being idiotic or are being cowed by the threat of punishment from a superior. Either way, they're eunuchs. My purpose in creating the St. Sebastian Series is to put the flesh and face of the true soldier front and center. The good soldier puts his mission ahead of himself. He often ends up dead. The true soldier knows a bad mission when he sees one and he isn't afraid to say it. Saint Sebastian was not a cow, despite what clever people would have you believe. Saint Sebastian is a patron saint for all protestors who face the arrows of the mob for speaking out.

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Michal's Sales Pitch
Lot 1: Silesian Handicrafts

  1. T-shirt fundraiser for sale

    Handcrafted t-shirt fundraiser for sale.

    Last T-Shirt with the logo that I designed. Pointer

    From a set of, I believe, twenty produced by Margo and given out to a portion of the last 20 women to finish the 20th anniversary Fiat Road Race in Bielsko-Biała, cf. the movie. This is the last one left in it's original packaging and my supporters - like the poor women of Bielsko - are going to have to fight for it. Whoever invests the most money with me, and who lets me borrow it to invest in the next lot, will not only be rewarded with some beautiful piece of art, but will get this priceless t-shirt as a reward for being my top supporter. $1000.00 or best offer. Remember to authorize me to hold the sum as credit against a future purchase and to authorize me to borrow against it.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #1 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  2. Felt handbag for sale

    Handcrafted felt handbag for sale.

    Felt bag by Dorota. Pointer

    Entirely hand-sewn. Base: polyester felt, 100% PE. Motif: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Unique and inimitable design. Inside: cotton fabric, closes with zipper, inside pocket. Available now for $220.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #2 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  3. Decorative collar for sale

    Handcrafted decorative collar for sale.

    Decorative collar by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Ethnic layered cloth jewelry constructed on a cotton base and adorned with ribbons, tassels, and a yellow fringe. Fastened on the side with 11 buttons, fitted entirely with a pleasant lining. The style is an Indo-Asian-African multinational color combination. The collar is very extravagant and an extraordinary addition to any clothing, guaranteed to attract attention. Just a simple dress and a unique image is ready. Dry-cleaning recommended. Available now for $200.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #3 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  4. Seamless handbag for sale

    Handcrafted seamless handbag for sale.

    Handbag by Sylwia. Pointer

    Handmade from felted all-natural Australian and South American wool. Entirely felted, seamless. Finished with a white lining, inside is a small pocket. Lining is sewn and stitched in by hand. Available now for $180.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #4 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  5. Patchwork quilt for sale

    Handcrafted patchwork quilt for sale.

    Patchwork quilt by Alicja. Pointer

    Bedspread made of cotton and polyester material. Inserted with polyester lining. 90 by 70 cm. Available now for $120.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #5 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  6. Nuno-felt shawl for sale

    Handcrafted nuno-felt shawl for sale.

    Shawl by Sylwia. Pointer

    Scarf made ​​with the nuno felting technique (wet felting fibre into a silk gauze) using South American wool. Two-sided scarf with latticework at the ends. Wholly in the colors red, black, green in an abstract pattern. Available now for $100.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #6 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  7. Clara the doll for sale

    Handcrafted clara the doll for sale.

    Clara by Alicja. Pointer

    Clara loves roses and greenery, adores tormenting spiders with long legs and sleeping soundly in the afternoon. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #7 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  8. Noah the doll for sale

    Handcrafted noah the doll for sale.

    Noah by Alicja. Pointer

    Noah doesn't know what to like and what not to like but keeps wondering and thinking about it. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #8 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  9. Black suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted black suspenders for sale.

    Black suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders from black material with a rose motif on one side and striped cotton on the other. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #9 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  10. Orange suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted orange suspenders for sale.

    Orange suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and orange material with a Polish floral folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #10 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  11. Green suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted green suspenders for sale.

    Green suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and green material with a mountain folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #11 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  12. Felt earrings for sale

    Handcrafted felt earrings for sale.

    Felt earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Pendant of anti-allergenic metal. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #12 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  13. Round ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted round ceramic earrings for sale.

    Round ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #13 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  14. Oblong ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted oblong ceramic earrings for sale.

    Oblong ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #14 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  15. 'Coral' necklace for sale

    Handcrafted 'coral' necklace for sale.

    Corals by Sylwia. Pointer

    Necklace made ​​of cotton pieces with organdy and decorated with beads, suspended on cotton strings. Can be worn as a necklace, as a brooch or as a belt tied at the side. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #15 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

Handcrafted t-shirt fundraiser
Handcrafted felt handbag
Handcrafted decorative collar
Handcrafted seamless handbag
Handcrafted patchwork quilt
Handcrafted nuno-felt shawl
Handcrafted clara the doll
Handcrafted noah the doll
Handcrafted black suspenders
Handcrafted orange suspenders
Handcrafted green suspenders
Handcrafted felt earrings
Handcrafted round ceramic earrings
Handcrafted oblong ceramic earrings
Handcrafted 'coral' necklace