A friend asked me what “airy prose” meant to me, so here’s my legend of the most common adjectives I use to describe y’all’s work:

• Airy: A prose that is flowy like silk paired with a word choice that seems to have been hand-picked with care.

• Lush: Prose that has a velvety rhythm, like lying down in a field of tall warm grass after a long summer day.

• Dainty: Prose that has a gossamer quality to it; something that could be read on the tip of a lover’s tongue for fear of shattering the words.

• Decadent: Like chocolate. Something indulgent that I want to read again and again since I am a hedonist at heart.

Strangely, the way people write always conjures a scene in my head. Not necessarily the scene described in the text itself, but the prose conjures a very specific image. Like a woman carefully watering her plants on a warm Sicilian morning would describe a dainty and a lush prose. Don’t ask why, I don’t make the rules. It’s just how it is.