Last week, in a choice instance of logophile clickbait, the Guardian asked a handful of well-known writers to give a few words on their favorite words. The result was a little like asking a bunch of chefs to describe their preferred knives, or inviting a group of carpenters to talk about the merits of different saws: a joyful, voluptuous disquisition upon the specialist’s tools.

 

Here's a link to the original article in the Guardian:

 

From plitter to drabbletail: the words we love

Dialect terms such as yokeymajig or whiffle-whaffle; all-time favourites like cochineal, clot or eschew; antiquated phrases such as ‘playing the giddy ox’ … leading writers on the words they cherish.

 

The words:

 

1. Hilary Mantel: nesh
2. Andrew O’Hagan: clart
3. Will Self: pipe down!
4. Emma Healey: clot
5. Eimear McBride: yoke
6. Neel Mukherjee: tight slap
7. Robert Macfarlane: apophany
8. Taiye Selasi: chale
9. Sarah Hall: gloaming
10. Nick Laird: thrawn
11. Aminatta Forna: plitter
12. Paul Muldoon: slipe
13. Tessa Hadley: cochineal
14. Blake Morrison: whiffle-whaffle
15. Paul Kingsnorth: swamm
16. John Sutherland: widdershins
17. Nina Stibbe: fetlock

Highly amusing, but it's really just a single elevator sex scene.

Hot. Elevator. Sex.

No further review is needed. :D

ok... I knew there would be no story here - short and hot and heavy and dirty - I liked it I have to admit

This was short and only took me about 15-20 minutes to actually read it.

It was hot and steamy and then funny - I liked the end...

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Becca stands in line every morning for two things - a latte and a look at "Mr. Sexy" ... She fantasizes about what will happen and what she can do to him. On this particular morning she and "Mr. Sexy" are in the elevator when it stops working and they are stuck, together. Becca is claustrofobic and starts to panic. She needs something to take her mind off being stuck in a tiny little space dangling in an elevator shaft... "Mr. Sexy" serves as a distraction from her panic... This story is full of hot and heavy and steamy - short but sweet, and satisfying for both ;)

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Enjoy

My review is cross-posted from Joyfully Reviewed: http://www.joyfullyreviewed.com/new-reviews/her-five-favorite-words-by-gina-gordon

Becca starts every morning with a hot latte and an even hotter daydream about the mysterious Mr. Sexy. They’ve never been introduced, but Mr. Sexy is the star of Becca’s fantasies. When the two find themselves trapped in an elevator, Becca’s claustrophobia hits and Mr. Sexy needs to find a way to distract her – fast. And Mr. Sexy’s idea of distraction is about to rock Becca’s world…

Hasn’t everyone fantasized at least once about an irresistibly attractive stranger? Gina Gordon spins out one hell of a hot daydream in Her Five Favorite Words. It’s a deliciously naughty tale that is sure to leave you breathless as Becca and Jordan – aka Mr. Sexy – take things from zero to sixty (okay, maybe start at sixty and hit one-twenty) in no time flat. Her Five Favorite Words is sizzle with a splash of fun that left me hoping Ms. Gordon returns to Becca and Jordan one day to show readers what erotic adventures await them.