Before. Clouds were low sky was heavy the very air itself held baited breath. Whispers, hushed. It’s funny how sometimes even words themselves are afraid to hope. When it started, joy. A jolt, excitement, hope beginning to be fulfilled. The first fat flakes are gorgeous. She stands in them and spins, around and around… Continue reading Day 24: Before, During, & After: Snowspell
“Saying nothing, that’s enough for me.” -Bon Iver, Holocene The silence reigned. It was absolute, perfect, crystalline. She imagined if she looked at it under a microscope its structure would be flawless. The world was dark, as dark as it could be when snow poured down. Heaven was crying unusually heavy tears today. The evergreens,… Continue reading Day 23: Silence
Friday again! I’ve spent another week posting and writing quite successfully. Last week I restarted my novel, and I am proudly now almost 7,000 words into this draft! I also have some strategies to outline my novel planned out, which I think should help me maintain this momentum considerably. I permanently moved Sundays to poetry,… Continue reading Day 22: Week 3 Progress
It was cold. She felt it in the marrow of her bones, in every convulsive, irrepressible shiver. The chill crept through her sweaters (3), snuck past the wool of her socks, and slithered into her scarf. She hunched down, folding into a compact ball that maybe, just maybe, could keep her a little bit warmer.… Continue reading Day 21: Chill
So, not really a description so much, but I was inspired… They all knew it was coming. One prediction was printed in the newspaper, another announced by the local radio station, a third predicted by the Weather Channel on TV, a fourth by models on the Internet. It was still coming, though. Thick globs of… Continue reading Day 20: Anticipation
It was swirling in eddies; the cat’s tail flicked reflexively every few seconds to rid itself of the unwanted white flakes that piled up like dandruff. With its soft paws, the orange tabby could balance on top of the snow while his humans sank. Feline superiority, he thought, and smirked.
So, I wrote this post and published it last night on my phone, but instead of publishing my changes it deleted them and published just this blank title. Which makes me mad, because it makes it look like I didn’t keep my resolution, but I did! I promise. I’ve rewritten the first Description Wednesday below:… Continue reading Day 6: An Explanation and a Cold Winter’s Morning