Fitful

Fitful sunshine slid through the cloud breaks to highlight a handful of stone-walled pastures, but the atmosphere was fairly grim; rain threatened on the chill wind.

Country diary: Southern Snowdonia 2011

Fitful sleep punctuated by dreams I really didn't want to be having.

The One Without The Enthusiasm kisobel 2006

Fitful gleams of light gave a foreboding look to Paris; like a pretty woman, the city has mysterious fits of ugliness or beauty.

The Magic Skin 2007

Fitful and uncertain as the shadows which the night – clouds cast, were their concealments from him, and imperfect revelations to him; and, like the night – clouds still, if the clear light broke forth for a moment, it was only that they might sweep over it, and make the darkness deeper than before.

The Haunted Man and the Ghost's Bargain 2007

Fitful half-breezes gusted from every corner of the compass.

Shadow of the Moon Walter Jon Williams 2006

Fitful half-breezes gusted from every corner of the compass.

Archive 2006-05-01 Walter Jon Williams 2006

Fitful efforts to rebuild the Gulf Coast unfold against a backdrop of looming economic disaster: rising unemployment and interest rates, misplaced priorities and a recession that will hurt the weakest most.

OpEdNews - Quicklink: Squeezing the Have-Nots 2005

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'Will you think of Fitful Head now, when you lie awake at night; of gulls shrieking round it, and waves tumbling in upon it rather than of the graves under the Rectory hack-kitchen?'

Shirley, by Charlotte Bronte 2004