Katherine Frances's Blog, page 200
August 21, 2016
photo-wzrd:
I always end up at Cannon beach when friends from...
I always end up at Cannon beach when friends from out of state visit. No matter how many times I go it never gets old.
August 20, 2016
ciphereye:
you know what i love? established apocalypse aesthetics
leaves and flowers and trees...
you know what i love? established apocalypse aesthetics
leaves and flowers and trees growing out of abandoned houses and cars, smashing glass windows, invading and reclaiming the spaces humanity took from them
warning scrawled hastily on the sides of buildings in spraypaint or in blood; don’t come here, it’s not safe. turn away, go back. we died here. you will too.
notes and messages scattered across the world, addressed to people who never saw them or never lived to reply to them. rachel, we’re alive. david, don’t look for us. amy, dad got bit, please come home, we need you. kim, i love you.
people broken into tiny groups. society shattered. they are past the anger, past denial, past trying to fix any of it. now there is only begrudging acceptance, and the knowledge that nothing is ever going to get better. the only thing they can do is survive.
a skeleton lying at the foot of a tree, flowers blooming in its ribcage. a bloodstained note in its front pocket. ‘sorry, mom’. travelers see it and barely spare a thought; such things are commonplace.
roaming packs of dogs and cats still wearing their collars, centuries of domestication breaking down under the need to live and to keep living
families born of blood and sacrifice. trading stories over campfires about who they used to be, who they might have been, what they could have become if none of this ever happened. looks of understanding when someone loses a sister, a brother, a father. it happened to me, too.
abandoned bedrooms combed over for supplies, but the faded posters still hanging on the walls and the useless knickknacks on the shelves tell the stories of the people who lived there years ago
moss covering television sets, water lapping up into backyards, tree limbs shooting up through collapsed roofs, evidence of humanity being eroded one day at a time
goblinteenager:
Collier Schorr, Girlfriends Bathing,...
Collier Schorr, Girlfriends Bathing, Durlandgen, 1995. © Collier Schorr. Image courtesy of 303 Gallery, New York.
"Just rise.
Force that pacific sun to turn around
against the evening hues.
Rewind.
Don’t let..."
Force that pacific sun to turn around
against the evening hues.
Rewind.
Don’t let your dreams set;
You forget you have the power
to backtrack the sky.”
- littlemitchpoetry (via wnq-writers)
I am writing a book with vampires and there are a lot of flashbacks. How do I make them different from the normal text. Italicise them? Italicise the dialogue only?
If there are a lot of callbacks to the past in your text, it may be better to find ways to incorporate them into your writing rather than to have strict flashbacks where you break the narrative and actually flash back to a different time. For example, you could have something trigger a memory for a character and then have the narrator describe the past event within the actual narrative - no italics or anything needed. Let me show you what I mean.
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The wind blew cold and strong over the city streets and Irina pulled her jacket closer to her. It was a silly gesture, she knew. The cold meant nothing to her now. It had meant nothing to her in some time. But still, it brought some comfort to her, and Yuliana’s scent still clung to the lining, like roses in bloom, transporting her back to the garden where they had first met.
It had been warm then, and Irina had been able to feel that warmth as she lingered in the garden, watching the maiden who tended to the flowers. “What are those?” she had asked, moving closer as the younger woman looked up, eyes widening slightly upon seeing the lady of the house in her presence.
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Okay. Not going to go much further than that, but you can see my point. The present - Irina in the present, in the city - moves into the past. And then you can have the flashback scene take place. The, you can either end with that flashback or simply acknowledge moving back into the present. So, one final example -
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As she walked, the memories faded away. Yuliana remained unchanged, thought Irina as she continued through the streets. She was still that same young maiden she had found in the garden, so long ago. This curse was not meant for creatures like her.
August 19, 2016
"Person A’s car breaks down and person B, the mechanic in training, helps them start it up again. It..."
- Writing Prompt 73, otp edition (via promptsforthesoul)
