Comments | catchthemuse: exercise #4: an object

olaf47 in catchthemuse

exercise #4: an object

Jul 08, 2009 22:48

Exercise 4: An ObjectThis is another descriptive exercise. We ask you to pick an object that is of some importance to one of your characters. (Preferably of one of the characters about whom you have already written. It will be more beneficial to you if you continue to work on a specific piece with a specific set of characters than if you bounce ( Read more... )

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olaf47 July 9 2009, 03:34:36 UTC

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banyangirl1832 July 11 2009, 19:32:48 UTC

Key glanced at her ballet slippers in the corner of her room. The hardwood floor was covered with debris from her day, gum wrappers, Coke bottles, screwed up bits of paper. The slippers were beaten, battered. Dirty from being on too many floors, bloody from being on her exhausted feet for too long. The laces hung like limp spaghetti, drooping tiredly down onto the floor. She needed new ones, but the beaten pair fit her feet so well now, even though they were hell to dance in. The thought of breaking in another pair of stiff, snow-white slippers made her sigh, her mind just as tired as her laces. But it had to be done if she wanted to avoid another bloody big toe the next day ( ... )

olaf47 July 18 2009, 17:04:50 UTC

I'm interested in if Key knows who did it, and why she immediately starts to wear it. And why, of all the things to do, did Ash sew a necklace in Key's shoe?

This seems like a very interesting relationship between these two.

olaf47 July 18 2009, 16:54:09 UTC

She loved her hair, really, she did, and she misses it a little, but not too much. It’s hard to miss it when she sees how happy it makes Elle-and how happy it made Patrick, for that matter. As soon as he mentioned Elle being afraid of losing her hair, A.J. told Ed she was cutting it all off. He thought it was brilliant and talked out some way it would work beautifully with Kansas and Quentin, but she didn't really listen. She was too busy trying to ignore the way Patrick was looking at her--like she was the only thing in the world. She pulls a face at him to make him stop, and he laughs, and they're called to make-up. He doesn't say anything until the end of the day, in the parking lot, where he pulls her into a tight hug until she gasps, "I can't really breathe ( ... )