Writing Prompt the First!
In class at the moment, so I'm just going to post the prompt for now. I'll edit the post to include my response as soon as I get the chance to sit down tonight.
We've all seen it done before. Writers dedicate long paragraphs just to describing characters, from the color of their hair down to the clothes they wear.
Experienced writers (and readers) know this is not a good idea (plot grinds to a halt, it's rarely relevant, and very rarely do people really care about all of those details) very painful to read.
Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to describe yourself (preferably yourself, but if you are absolutely not comfortable with that you can use either a character of your own or a character from your favorite fandom) using the absolute purplest prose you can.
Yes, I am serious. Don't be afraid to laugh at it, push the envelope, go overboard - just do it and have fun with it.
Feel free to post your descriptions here in the comments or make your own posts!
ETA: Cut for mine!
There is a girl I see walking to class every day. She is hard to miss - her bright t-shirts and pink headphones make her easy to spot from a long ways off. I don’t know her name, but I know I’d be able to pick her out of a crowd of a thousand people.
Most people wouldn’t really consider her anything special. In many ways, she isn’t. Her hair is short and the color of tarnished brass. It covers half her round, youthful face, leaving just one bright, silver-flecked, blue-gray eye completely free to study the world.
She is petite, barely over five feet tall, and between her small stature and young-looking face and skin she could easily be mistaken for a high school student.
But if you catch her eye, she might smile, and that smile betrays the depth of her being. She is an old soul. She is the person you turn to when you are in need. She makes everyone around her feel warm and safe and loved, with just one bright smile and a few comforting words. She is a safe port in a wild storm, and you never need fear that she will let you capsize and drown, because she will face the storm for you.
...Okay, so mine's not really as purple as it could be. THIS WAS HARD. XDXD Might go back in and add more purple-ness later. I'm really tired today and kinda distracted sketching trees. (With ballpoint pens, of all things.)
We've all seen it done before. Writers dedicate long paragraphs just to describing characters, from the color of their hair down to the clothes they wear.
Experienced writers (and readers) know this is not a good idea (plot grinds to a halt, it's rarely relevant, and very rarely do people really care about all of those details) very painful to read.
Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to describe yourself (preferably yourself, but if you are absolutely not comfortable with that you can use either a character of your own or a character from your favorite fandom) using the absolute purplest prose you can.
Yes, I am serious. Don't be afraid to laugh at it, push the envelope, go overboard - just do it and have fun with it.
Feel free to post your descriptions here in the comments or make your own posts!
ETA: Cut for mine!
There is a girl I see walking to class every day. She is hard to miss - her bright t-shirts and pink headphones make her easy to spot from a long ways off. I don’t know her name, but I know I’d be able to pick her out of a crowd of a thousand people.
Most people wouldn’t really consider her anything special. In many ways, she isn’t. Her hair is short and the color of tarnished brass. It covers half her round, youthful face, leaving just one bright, silver-flecked, blue-gray eye completely free to study the world.
She is petite, barely over five feet tall, and between her small stature and young-looking face and skin she could easily be mistaken for a high school student.
But if you catch her eye, she might smile, and that smile betrays the depth of her being. She is an old soul. She is the person you turn to when you are in need. She makes everyone around her feel warm and safe and loved, with just one bright smile and a few comforting words. She is a safe port in a wild storm, and you never need fear that she will let you capsize and drown, because she will face the storm for you.
...Okay, so mine's not really as purple as it could be. THIS WAS HARD. XDXD Might go back in and add more purple-ness later. I'm really tired today and kinda distracted sketching trees. (With ballpoint pens, of all things.)