Old ugly is better than old nothin'
He is an old glove, but he looked like the old Glove.
My feet are like gnarled old tree branches.
It's weathered many a storm, but the British film industry is, thankfully, still afloat.
The old man looked at him with his sun-burned, confident loving eyes.
Oscar and I have something in common. Oscar first came to Hollywood scene in 1928. So did I. We're both a little weather-beaten, but we're still here and plan to be around for a whole lot longer.
He was pushing fifty, with a face life had chewed on, and long wisps of graying hair parted low on one side and combed over his balding pate.
Looks like a sand pile my kids have been playing in for a long time - it's all beat up - no definition - just a lot of bumps and holes.
There are people who, like houses, are beautiful in dilapidation.
Some people are like blue jeans- the older and more beat up they get, the better they look.
I like SF environments that seem used, and lived in, every day; not just rolled off a props truck. Look around you! Everything is scuffed, scratched, dinged, faded, even rusty.
The whole town looks as if it had been left out in the rain too long and by mistake.
Readers will share in the environs of the author and her characters, be taken into the hardship of a pitiless place and emerge on the other side — wiser, warier and weathered like the landscape.
