Apr. 27th, 2022
Challenge #47
Apr. 27th, 2022 11:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Today's exercise is on point-of-view or perspective. Choose one or two characters, then write a couple of paragraphs of them approaching a creature in some kind of enclosure that it can't easily get out of, but write it from the creature's point of view. The creature and enclosure could be a horse in a fenced pasture; an animal in a zoo; a felon in a prison cell; a person in a car; a goldfish in a bowl; a patient in quarantine, in a full-body cast, or in a 17th century asylum....
Put yourself in that creature's mind and write from how it sees the world. The horse wouldn't see "the woman in the pink dress and high heels"; it might understand male and female humans, but wouldn't know what a dress or heels are. The patient in the full-body cast may not be able to see well because of the bandages and can only tell two men are approaching because they're talking, or maybe he infers it from the sound of boots on linoleum. Who knows what the madman in the asylum sees at all?
Put yourself in that creature's mind and write from how it sees the world. The horse wouldn't see "the woman in the pink dress and high heels"; it might understand male and female humans, but wouldn't know what a dress or heels are. The patient in the full-body cast may not be able to see well because of the bandages and can only tell two men are approaching because they're talking, or maybe he infers it from the sound of boots on linoleum. Who knows what the madman in the asylum sees at all?
Fill: Challenge #46 (Original)
Apr. 27th, 2022 11:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Jason peeked over the wall. Rationally, he knew that the pavement lay two stories down, less than thirty feet away, and that he couldn't hope to climb the barricade of cemented bricks that came to his chin, much less fall over it. However, the ground receded away, turning the street below into the Grand Canyon, and his stomach flipped at the sight of the precipitous drop. Swallowing hard, he tried to suppress his panic by grasping at the wall in slow, measured pulses. One... two... Surely he could make it to five seconds...
He spun, dropped to his knees, and splattered his lunch across rooftop. Not this time.
He spun, dropped to his knees, and splattered his lunch across rooftop. Not this time.