Yesterday
I found this gem in Terry Pratchett’s Maskerade
–
“He had a unique stride: it looked
as though his body were being dragged forward and his legs had to flail around
underneath it, landing wherever they could find room. It wasn’t so much a walk
as a collapse, indefinitely postponed.”
Now I
cannot get the image out of my head…
So I
decided to share.
You can
thank me later.
PROMPT: Does your main character lumber,
saunter, amble, or galumph? Whatever his or her method of movement, take a walk
on the wild side and “Pratchettize” it today.
Terry Pratchett is brilliant. I just started reading "Dodger" yesterday and felt like throwing in the towel (as far as my own writing was concerned) just after reading the first paragraph.
ReplyDeleteI will NOT allow you to throw in the towel! Be inspired! He's part of OUR tribe, after all. Write on, Faith, write on!
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