A blast from my past writing during Writing 101. Something different!
A man and a woman walk through the park together, holding hands. They pass an old woman sitting on a bench. The old woman is knitting a small, red sweater. The man begins to cry. Write this scene.
Today’s twist: write the scene from three different points of view: from the perspective of the man, then the woman, and finally the old woman.
Winifred holds my hand tight, as though suppressing my blood circulation will enhance the conversation. Patience. She will get to the point soon. Once the thirty different threads of pointless stories run dry! Two sexy runners in tight hot pants and tans scooping down to their low tank tops pass me and I pretend not to stare. Wini’s radars are on high alert and I can’t cope with another lecture about how my wondering eyes make her feel insecure. After all, it’s her fat arse that makes…
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