My head is always full of stories and ideas. Some of them turn into books. Some bubble out in the form of poetry. Some just need to bounce out of my head onto the page.
If you want to share your musings feel free to share in the comments. Maybe the words will inspire you to respond. Maybe your own stories will find a voice.
Thursday, March 1, 2018
Writing Prompt: Starting the story.
How do you start your story?
Heat seemed to press down on her from all sides, making it
difficult to breathe. A flash of sunlight reflected off the glass front
of the building, blinding Savanna momentarily. Walking into the waiting
room of the clinic, she was confronted by a mass of men, women and children
crowded in the tiny space. Dark faces with striking brown eyes stared at
her from all corners of the room. The few members of the clinic staff
Savanna could see all slouched with signs of exhaustion. A nurse sat at
the front desk studying a chart, a medical mask covering the lower half of her
face. It took a few moments for her dark eyes to settle on Savanna.
“Can I help you?” she asked.
“I’m Dr. Taylor, University Hospital sent
me.” Savanna recognized the look in the nurse’s eyes when she identified
herself. She knew she did not look like a doctor. Although she was
nearly six feet tall, her fair skin and pale blonde hair made her look much
younger than she was. Graduating from high school when she was twelve and
medical school at nineteen didn’t help convince people either.
From Echoes of Savanna