I've been remiss in the posting of this short lately. Part distraction, part I'm not sure I like where it's gone and where it's going. It's a bit flat as I read it again. However, instead of spending time rewriting this I'm working on a few other things. My brain is not wanting to work on one project at a time and I find it a challenge to actually sit down and work on the projects I've already invested a fair amount of time into. Eventually I'll take my brain to behavior training so that it'll pay attention to what I want done, but for now, read Part 5 after the break.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
Interlude
I keep forgetting to post the sections of that short story to the blog. Shame on me. For your trouble, a brief interlude. I wrote this in late December just on a whim. Anyway, enjoy. Jump to after the break for the full thing.
Water was falling again. It turned to crystals part of the way to the ground. Small crystalline structures piled upon each other, turning the ground white, if only for a moment. Without intervention the white was soon covered with dirt and grime. It had been there all along, hidden from view by muted perceptions. A single pair of foot prints began to disturb the coat of snow and dirt across the parking lot. They were booted feet, rugged in their leather and rubber outer shell; insulated from the cold, the dirt, and the wet. They left impressions in the the light crust of crystals. Crunching through and breaking structures leaving wet imprints of ridges and troughs before they deformed into only a memory of what they had been, leaving the white and black of the surface below to peer through to the sky again.
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