tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post1978063064606956731..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Friday February 5th, 2016Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-59313426465485350712016-02-11T00:20:42.870-08:002016-02-11T00:20:42.870-08:00Greg - thanks!
And I shall keep this in mind when...Greg - thanks!<br /><br />And I shall keep this in mind when I'm wanting to continue previous attempts :)<br /><br />I, uh, don't think I'd want to meet your type of prodigy. Also... pretty sure I wouldn't want anywhere near that ship.Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-45023092015484958422016-02-06T23:39:44.667-08:002016-02-06T23:39:44.667-08:00Well done on the comments! I've been reading ...Well done on the comments! I've been reading along as you add to them, and I appreciate the time you take and the notes you offer :) The bigger writing project sounds interesting as well, I shall look forward to hearing more about that!<br />Hmm, your narrator is clearly your prodigy, but the relationship he has with his father doesn't seem destined to end well. Still, you've conveyed a lot of interesting detail about it in just four lines, and I'm quite curious as to how this might turn out!<br /><br /><b>The prodigy</b><br />"A prodigy's a fat lass, eh?" Captain Ajax was leaning on the ship's rail idly scratching the leg of his whaleskin trousers, his whalebone pipe gripped tight between his teeth. His first mate, Fishmeal, looked puzzled and a tuft of his wiry grey hair fell out and was whisked away by the wind.<br />"No," he said, his voice like stones in a cement mixer, "a prodigy's a baby Leviathan, between two and four years of age but only if it's shorter than six metres and weighs less than three elephants."<br />Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08503319830584828982noreply@blogger.com