The last 1000 words jaunt really got a lot of work done for me, so thank you. I just added a slew of details about a character, all at once:
“He saw my uncle on the courthouse steps and told him he needed a job, any job, so my uncle brought him home. His eyes were very blue, and so small. He had such little, little blue eyes! He always wo…
The last 1000 words jaunt really got a lot of work done for me, so thank you. I just added a slew of details about a character, all at once:
“He saw my uncle on the courthouse steps and told him he needed a job, any job, so my uncle brought him home. His eyes were very blue, and so small. He had such little, little blue eyes! He always wore alpargatas. And he had a hump on his back that he said was from a tree falling on him. His room was on the top floor, next to the furnace. He had to put coal in it all day, to make the water hot for the house. It was so hot up there, I don’t know how he could stand it. Every morning he came downstairs at five and made the table for everyone, and after, when everyone was gone, he took all the leftovers to his room and ate them.
He told us that he had walked from Columbia to Ecuador through the jungle, and that he had to kill a tiger. And because he killed it, he ate the meat. Whenever someone woke up in a bad mood, and acted ferocious, he asked, ‘What did you eat last night? Tiger meat?’”
The last 1000 words jaunt really got a lot of work done for me, so thank you. I just added a slew of details about a character, all at once:
“He saw my uncle on the courthouse steps and told him he needed a job, any job, so my uncle brought him home. His eyes were very blue, and so small. He had such little, little blue eyes! He always wore alpargatas. And he had a hump on his back that he said was from a tree falling on him. His room was on the top floor, next to the furnace. He had to put coal in it all day, to make the water hot for the house. It was so hot up there, I don’t know how he could stand it. Every morning he came downstairs at five and made the table for everyone, and after, when everyone was gone, he took all the leftovers to his room and ate them.
He told us that he had walked from Columbia to Ecuador through the jungle, and that he had to kill a tiger. And because he killed it, he ate the meat. Whenever someone woke up in a bad mood, and acted ferocious, he asked, ‘What did you eat last night? Tiger meat?’”