to be continued

  • the snow is beautiful, magnified by the bright winter sun. i crouch down and start packing together white crystals with my bare hands, letting the cold sting. i pack it together until i can start rolling it up the snow-covered hill. i push and push and push and devote my entire attention to this sparkling, increasingly heavy creation. i reach the top of the hill with a gleaming white boulder just up to my hips. i shock my lungs with a sharp gasp of freezing wind as the sun slowly disappears behind thick, grey clouds. i nudge my efforts down the hill as they consume ravenously, growing wildly, rolling wildly. the snow is dirty here from the displaced parking lot slush and it coats and merges with my work. 

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  • Why the small "i" throughout??


    I like the concept of the story so far. A few comments if you will. Firstly "I shock my lungs with a sharp gasp of freezing wind ..." as the sharp, freezing order just doesn't work.


    Also just write "thick grey clouds", no comma required.


    I also think you could think of something better after "as they consume", as more and more ... just doesn't fit the pattern of the rest of the story (sounds like you got bored or ran out of descriptive words here).


    Otherwise all good and await the next installment

    sokornyon March 26, 2015   Link

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