Compost: First Paragraph
August 31st, 2009Blogging from the compost in my brain can be challenging. There are so many gyrating ideas coming and going, and all of them look pretty good at first glance. Right now I’m in the middle of writing a short story, and thoughts about that story keep intruding. Suddenly I thought, “I know, I’ll share the first paragraph of my as yet unfinished story, and ask my readers to tell me what they think.”
Would you keep reading this story? Or would you yawn and go feed the cat? The title of the story is Gabriel’s Bed. Here’s the first paragraph:
It was a fine spring morning, and one of Eva McMillan’s good days. The sunlight streamed in through the window and over the bed, dust motes dancing in the cool sweet air. The birds peeped in the trees outside, and Eva remembered who she was.
Because this story has not been edited or polished, and will certainly change, this feels scary. Oh well, here we go anyway.
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August 31st, 2009 at 7:27 am
As I read that particular paragraph I feel drawn in and can actually feel the warmth of the sun. I would continue reading on for sure. It actually brings a peaceful feeling.
August 31st, 2009 at 7:45 am
Thank you, Carl. The story does start out peaceful, so I’m really glad you got that feeling. The peace is used as counterpoint to the bumpy parts in the middle.