Blog Post #68: The Stick Pond (Unfinished)
Maye gazed through mist and throughout a pond. No water laid in it, only sticks which stood shoulder high. She
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Maye gazed through mist and throughout a pond. No water laid in it, only sticks which stood shoulder high. She
Ethan marched around a stalagmite and through a bat cloud to a cave opening and peered into trees. Vines strangled
Dilston folded a newspaper, carried an empty plate to a sink, and snatched-up a suit coat and then ambled to
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G’ Labor Day Monday! Hope all’s tremendous! As of late, I’ve experimented with literary noir, a crime-fiction subgenre which features
Continue readingBlog Post #65: Literary Noir (Det. Dilston Part One)
G’ Memorial Day! Hope all’s tremendous! Characterization, plot, dialogue, viewpoint, setting, figurative language, etc… – fiction writing subjects like these