I woke up with this character in my head and wanted to put down a beginning to a story involving her. I have no idea where it’s going to go, but Eleanor is on my heart
I decided to share a paragraph from short stories, novels, whatever I may be working on. This will give me an idea of whether I am on the right track or not.
*This was for a short story contest where you had to start with the sentence, “By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire.” By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were on fire. The remnants of hours spent raking now filled an old drum, surrendering to the heat of a controlledContinue reading “Falling Leaves, Warm Memories”