A friend of mine challenged me to participate in a 30 day creative challenge. We have to commit to creating some kind of art and present it at the end of the month. My project has been to complete the first chapter of my next sci-fi novella, and so far I'm very excited about it.
Here is a snippet of the first draft:
Here is a snippet of the first draft:
"Waking up in an alley is
pretty poetic. Or pathetic. Alleys have seen so much, from teenagers searching
for a high to ashamed men, limping back to their lives.
Alleys should be
explored alone. The fading smell of gasoline only appeals to a few, but it's
hard for someone who appreciates it to relate to someone who doesn't. Granted,
hardly anyone would be able to withstand the wafting fragrance of old vomit and
alcohol.
This particular alley
was hosting a man without a shirt, lying face down in what seemed to be a
mixture of drool, blood, and vomit. It was a rather normal sight for this
alley. Soon, he should wake up and walk away, possibly to return the next day.
But that is not what Ethan did."