![]() As a writer I probably don’t spend enough time thinking about and writing about a setting and this exercise was a really worthwhile activity to practise a concurrency between setting and mood. Truth be told I’ve not read The Art of Fiction and this exercise was taken from the brilliant WriteWorld site. ![]() It had been a damp night and the wound in the roof – which would likely never be fixed now – had leaked rain water transforming the barn’s musk into a tang of rust, like the metallic smell of blood. ![]() The smallest foal, born with jet black fear in his eyes, had begun the morning slowly, rubbing up against the bones of the barn, sensing a change in the mood. The animals had risen, roaming the fields just before sunrise and the hay they’d left had scattered like shrapnel across the earthy floor. Its timber beams groaned, grief stricken from the pain of carrying the load of the roof but its howls masked under the cloak of a wind gust. John Gardner was almost as famous as a teacher of creative writing as he was for his own works. ![]() The barn creaked in the vicious winter morning. This classic guide, from the renowned novelist and professor, has helped transform generations of aspiring writers into masterful writersand will continue to do so for many years to come. Do not mention the son, the war, death, or the man. Describe a barn from the perspective of a man whose son has just died in a war. ![]()
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