Since I started this blog to share some of my writing, I thought I'd post the story I wrote for my fiction writing workshop course. It's a total of almost 7 pages, so I'm going to post it in excerpts...first excerpt tonight will be the first page.
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Even as the coastal winds moaned through the trembling tall trees, Emma heard the ghostly call. She’d heard it several times as the afternoon slid into evening. Now twilight was deepening into darkness and investigating would have to wait until morning.
As she finished feeding her furred-menagerie and headed in to start her own supper, she told her furry companions “If I hear that sound again tomorrow, we’re going on an adventure”.
Emma quickly
threw together sauteed vegetables with pasta and sausage, poured a glass of
wine and sat down to unwind with a movie and her two cats and three dogs.
As the movie ended, the storm let loose- winds howled and
sheets of rain pummeled against the house. “Well, I hope whatever we heard has
shelter”.
Emma expected sleep to come easily, but something in the
night kept gnawing at her. Just on the edge of sleep all night, she heard the
thunder roar and the rain as drops mingled with sheets against the house.
After a fitful
night, Emma woke late to a drizzly morning with the promise of sun behind
leaden gray coastal clouds. Dressing warmly in sturdy but comfortable jeans,
t-shirt and hoody combination and hiking boots, she had already decided to go
hunt for the source of the sound from yesterday. A quick feed and check of her
menagerie, Emma also prepared her daypack. Shortly after arriving in the
northwest four years earlier, she’d figured out never to go anywhere without
the barest of necessities.
After a quick
and simple meal of coffee and oatmeal, Emma turned to the woods with Banjo her
retired search and rescue dog and they started what was believed to be a rescue
mission.
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