Writing Exercises
Deep sensory passage – Lake Superior muse
The day was comfortable in the way that last breath of summer is in the middle of September. My sweatshirt was almost too warm, and I shielded my eyes against the sun’s brilliance. Another thirty feet and a hopscotch across a dozen rocks brings me to the foot of the boulder slick with spray. Every step deliberate, I climb the sloped back to the top of the basalt beast until I reach the summit a mere six feet above the lake. Once comforting and warm, the breeze now turns cool. Mist-laden air cuts through the fleece of my hoodie and…
What’s your character’s quirk? Write a scene where it’s prominent.
Thank you to ehbates and her BumblesBooks blog for this week’s writing prompt. I jotted down this short scene that may find its way into one of my books. A crime scene tech balled up the yellow police tape from the scene, and then scooped up the last of the plastic tent markers. Kieran Donovan crouched again, imagining the body as they’d found it in the dark hours of the morning. The disadvantage of trying to find evidence in a park was the grass; it was a buffer between the ground and the feet on it. “Nothing…