Writing Assignment #2, Draft 2
Book Dreams
The girl is curled up like a cat in an armchair. Her brow is furrowed slightly, and she bites her lower lip gently in concentration. She is clutching an open book in her hands. Her eyes race across the page, and she smiles unconsciously in amusement and lets out a chuckle that no one else hears. Finally, she closes the book with a faint snap and levers herself out of the armchair.
That night in bed she does a spectacular cannonball into her imagination and peruses her favorite scenarios and characters from novels. First she is aboard a ship, a brisk wind washing her in salt spray. Her eyes travel up the roughhewn mast and alight on a rippling sable flag which is gaudily plastered with a grinning skull. She beams in recognition, and the girl's dream changes. She is galloping on a horse now, something she has never experienced before. Her docile childhood pony rides don't hold a candle up to this exhilarating chase. The landscape they are cantering through is rugged and romantic, and the girl can hear hoof beats pounding behind her. As she turns around, the landscape falls away like a heavy curtain. She is now in an opulent ballroom, which is glowing with the light of a thousand dripping ivory candles. She feels the heavy swish of yards of silk around her legs as she dances. A clock chimes somewhere in the distance, and as if cued by some silent director, she flees out of the sumptuous palace and down the endless marble steps. The girl almost smiles as she feels one spiky glass stiletto slip off her foot and laughs at the satisfying cinematic hilarity of it all as a faraway male voice yells "No!" in desperation. She is still smiling when she wakes up and the reality of morning melts away her fairy tale. The girl exhales in cheerful resignation and reaches for her book...
posted by Trapnell's Writer's Workshop @ 4:37 PM
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4 Comments:
There is something so very "Grace" in this.... it is nostaligic, creative, descriptive, and just happy-making all over.
Here's another one of those heart emoticons. Grace is the only one who has the power to make me type these things.
<3
Thank you, Grace darling!
The magical secret to the pictures is when you are posting your entry, you have a picture either on your hard drive ready or a url written down somewhere. There is this tiny little icon for inserting a picture, up there alongside the spell check and link adding bits. So when the window for that pops up, either select your file for uploading or write in the url, and you even get to pick the size of the picture and where it goes on the page.
I saw pictures on Flora's blog, and I was mad jealous. So I went on a mythical journey and figured out how to do it.
Now, young Grace-hopper, I pass it on to you.
Use it well. :)
Oooooooh, nice. I like it very much indeed, particularly as the experience is one that I, ah, am well acquainted with.
The descriptionsw were loverly; I particularly liked the Cinderella bit at the end, with the glass stiletto and all...
Cheers!
Bninski
I agree that there is a definite nostalgia to this. It's a pretty accurate description of crazy dreams!
Have you considered putting it in the past tense? It perhaps might make it flow even more naturally. You could always try it out and see :D
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