In Memory of Dr Forsyth
Dr. Jane L. Forsyth finished brushing back her long, white hair. Her striking blue-grey eyes emerged from paper-thin crevasses that told a tale of Antarctic…
One of the simplest yet most important ways to create a tone in a story is the weather. If something bad is happening there might be rain or a terrible thunder storm. If something is good there might be sun, if its a mystery the character could be shrouded in fog. My challenge to you is to write a story where the weather CONDRADICTS what is happening to the subject of the story. You have 8 days (That's how long until springbreak for me =)
Dr. Jane L. Forsyth finished brushing back her long, white hair. Her striking blue-grey eyes emerged from paper-thin crevasses that told a tale of Antarctic…
The summer sun was warm against my cheeks. The day was beautiful. No a single cloud in the sky. The day was the absolutly perfect summer day. But inside me was…
The sun traversed down the western horizon, colouring everything in hues of orange and red. Where the sun disappeared into a fissure, a streak of blood red…
“A-choo!!” I jolt awake at the sound of sneezing. I blink and look around seeing Jared shivering on his bed, wrapped up in his duvet. I push myself up and…
The afternoon waned slowly, and when the wind moved, it felt like the breath of the devil himself. It was the kind of day where sensible folk stayed inside and…
The sun shining in the sky made me happy like I hadn’t felt before. Toji had said that he loved me. He loved me! I clutched my hands to my chest daydreaming…