tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post1811768963577913504..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Thursday October 17th, 2013Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-59243243679144507262013-10-25T00:14:03.679-07:002013-10-25T00:14:03.679-07:00Greg - glad to hear that :)
Fantastic imagery in ...Greg - glad to hear that :)<br /><br />Fantastic imagery in yours. Gut wrenching in its details as well.<br /><br />Mo - 'not worth the distance' is such a harsh, cruel thing to say about someone. Even if it happens to be true, that's just something that doesn't need to be said.<br /><br />Aholiab - that's awesome! Best of luck to you, and I look forward to getting a few glimpses of your novel in progress :)<br /><br />Ooh, that's wonderfully creepy. Excellent scene setting... and now I definitely want to read more from this world!Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-51739792421929545412013-10-22T18:05:14.361-07:002013-10-22T18:05:14.361-07:00Marc, I'm going to be starting NaNoWriMo next ...Marc, I'm going to be starting NaNoWriMo next month and plan to use your prompt "Invisible" for my novel. Now if I can use your prompts to set up some of the scenes, I may actually finish my second one.<br /><br /><b>The Chasm</b><br /><br />Clyde pulled his hat low over his eyes to shield them from the sinking sun. He’d been crouching on this ledge for hours watching the chasm below for any indication of the intruders. Fighting Indians had never been this tiresome or difficult - at least you could see them when they were coming. <br /><br />He bit into a pine nut and savored the sharp tang of the cracking shell followed by the sweetness of the meat. Suddenly he tensed as a puff of dust swirled near the entrance of the narrow canyon. The leaves on nearby trees didn’t seem to be disturbed by any breezes, so this might be the first hint of an attack. He looked across at Jed who was poised to trigger an avalanche at his signal. It seemed barbaric, but this was the only effective weapon that they’d found yet. <br /><br />As he focussed every sense on the unseen enemy below, he began to raise his hand, then heard the quiet movement beside him.<br /><br />Salifrans lowered his club and considered the broken body of the man lying next to him. After sitting next to him all day, he almost felt sorry his enemy. Almost.<br />Aholiabhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06924390506677359767noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-24687304243801820152013-10-18T21:19:34.380-07:002013-10-18T21:19:34.380-07:00The world was divided. It broke into two – when I ...The world was divided. It broke into two – when I came here and you stayed there. I’m not worth the distance, you thought aloud. And there, on the Mason Dixon line, a chasm was born. You can’t go over it. You can’t go under it. You can’t go around it. Yet here I am going through it. MosesMalonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03720946918202789617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-73833480451649784262013-10-18T10:52:47.895-07:002013-10-18T10:52:47.895-07:00What a place for a chasm to open up as well! This...What a place for a chasm to open up as well! This made me laugh as I was reading it, I completely enjoyed it :) Thank-you!<br />Heh, I'm pretty certain Max will grow into (and out of) them faster than you'd like!<br /><br /><b>The chasm</b><br />He stormed out, slamming the door. The rain was pouring down, heavy enough that there was a small river in the middle of the road, and she'd heard the guttering creaking as it tried to cope with the water. But the rain was nothing compared with her tears, with the chasm that opened in her heart.<br />Door slam. Was he back? Hope fluttered, a soft-winged moth trying to fly out of the chasm, find the light. A touch, a connection, anything for a moment to unsay what had been said.<br />The rattle of umbrellas in the stand, and then the slam of the door again. The chasm yawned wider, and she was almost grateful to fall into it.Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08503319830584828982noreply@blogger.com