Tuesday, January 1, 2013
1/1 Last words of the first story
She reluctantly slipped her hand into his and allowed him to pull her closer. Everything became heavier and heavier - her hands, her arms, her shoulders, each vertebrae in her neck and down her back- like she was moving through mud. The weight became too much and Leigh began to crumple in anguish.
He did nothing to prevent her fall. He only bent forward, guiding her hand down to her face as she collapsed to the wood floor.
He watched her with bemusement as she cried softly. "Well, I'll be damned," he muttered to himself. "Eliot was right."
1/1/13 Assignment: Write the last paragraph of your novel or short story. If the last paragraph is only one sentence (very dramatic, I like), then include the paragraph before it, as well.
(or this is what happens when I've been watching too much Mad Men and previews for World War Z.)
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I want to meet Elliot. I like the feel of this story and can taste the malaise.
I was sort of thinking of T.S. Eliot's "The Hollow Men"
"This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper."
Maybe I should say "that Eliot fellow what right." or something to make it more clear...
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