This is pretty fun—I look forward to reading more of this story. (and I look forward to seeing how it diverges from the one that I’m writing right now!)
It’s a sweet story. You use compound verbs and the passive voice frequently throughout this piece, which gives it a very odd rhythm—is that on purpose?
It might be handy if you keep an eye on punctuation/spelling issues. I really like your writing style and the way that you avoid capitalizing unnecessary words. I think it adds something for the reader in a way not quite like e.e. cummings, but similar.
I was chatting with one of my friends a few months ago, trying to come up with a movie plot. a zombie story could be cool, I thought to myself. So we tossed the idea around of zombie motivation—what if zombies are not mindless but instead had some motivation? In that case, what would it be? In all the zombie movies, people can walk like zombies and not piss them off. If they start talking, though, the zombies go after them. So zombies must be irritated by the sound of people’s voices. Really irritated.
Wow… what state do YOU live in? Here where I live, a thick layer of snow on the ground means that we’ve got to shovel out the drive and hope we remembered to put snow tires on the pick-up truck!
Then again, you probably live on one of the coasts.
I like the idea of the air temperature dropping to blustery. That’s delightful!
We’ve had a fair bit of snow in my town for a little while. I actually had to stop riding my bike around the other day, which was rather disappointing. But I think I can start again (hoorah!).
That’s a fantastic challenge and a wonderful idea. I know that I always appreciate comments on my stories… it’s a sign that they affect other people.
Over ale, a friend of mine once told that what he covets from his readers is a story of emotional impact—he wants to know what his stories make them feel, or why his poetry doesn’t affect them.
After being weaned in the lush oasis of Portland, OR, I left to seek drier pastures. After peregrinating through the centroamerican isthmus, I wound up in at my current home in the land of Mountains.
I’m experimenting here—I’m trying to learn to create a world with a sentence or two, to establish and develop characters in little more than a breath.
I will appreciate comments on how I’m doing and advice on how to improve. Thank you!
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