It was over. The memory of tail lights lingered in his mind. She’s taunting me.
Roy lit a smoke and stared across the water.
Rain fell like tears and rolled over the pavement. The lonesome moan of a tug echoed in the distance. He felt his pulse pump like a bass line. As his forehead touched the rail, he closed his eyes in prayer.
How strange to bow down, he thought, a man who has only set foot in a church, once.
She’ll return.
~ Everything and Nothing
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I love the way you write. I feel like I’m right inside the character’s head.
Oh- thank you, wordsfromanneli. Lately, I’ve been a bit ‘stuck’ with the writing process. I was handed a gift, the ability to crawl under the skin of another. Funny.
I’m glad that you feel what I struggle to capture. Thank you for your support. x
Always a pleasure.
Great imagery – the bass line and the moan of the tug underline the mood of the protagonist.
These are the opening lines to a chapter I am presently working through. Thank you for your encouragement, Andrea.