Wednesday, June 19th-2:14 p.m.
1,214 words. Approximate reading time: 6 minutes, 4 seconds.
Nelle sighed and grabbed another handful of potato crisps, her greasy fingers crushing a few of the smaller crisps into crumbs. She moved her hand toward her open mouth and shoved the entire handful inside in one smooth, seemingly well-practiced motion. The
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- Erulisse (one L)
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I've thought about doing this piece again for a different topic, but from the perspective of her parents. It might make an interesting contrast! :)
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- Erulisse (one L)
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You know I'm a big lover of making the reader do the work and I appreciate the way you've told a story that needs to be considered from myriad angles.
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I also really enjoy making the reader do the work - not too much, or else it won't be inviting, but I really like it when people get different things out of my writing that I didn't intend or even see! I used to be all about "author's intent" when looking at stuff, but when we get into the idea of writing as an art form, the author's intent can only go so far. The biggest hint I left for this on is the line at the end, "The dresser opposite her bed flickered out of existence." The people outside in the real world are getting closer to reaching her and her VR world is coming apart, but I don't know whether she'll make it out or dig in more.
Thank you for your thoughtful words, as always. :)
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