If you're here for the first time, hump day improvisation is a fun post to test your imagination. You don't have to be a writer to participate. Below is a picture and a challenge.
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Your character has reached a door. Does s/he go through, hesitate, turn away? Show us in a few sentences what they do and if they go through, what do they find.
My sentences will appear in the comments later tonight.
Have fun,
Nancy
19 comments:
Was I supposed to knock? This did not look right, and my mind was busy questioning the number on the wall as I walked up the stairs. Maybe the door to heaven was different for everyone.
I actually do have a scene like this in the manuscript I'm querying, and my mc comes to a door with the pivotal decision of going through or not. I'll be interested in seeing the others take on your scene here :)
A doorway to heaven, nice Siv.
Hi Joanne, thanks for stopping by.
Nancy
My character has to go through the door. On the other side is an awesome action scene. Mystery and danger await. Its an opportunity to bring in more conflict and cause for a shift in the plot the reader does not expect.
Nice Stephen, is that in your book?
Nancy
"Well, all I wanted to do was throw dirt on your rug and clean it with my Kirby," screaming back at the door. I picked myself up, vacuum still in tow and made a mental note of that door.
Sorry been sick
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
My character is a carpenter.
She studies the entrance to the castle. What kind of castle has a street number? The steps have been painted, surely not in keeping with the age of the structure. Then there is the wooden doorway behind the brick arch. The original builder had, obviously, intended to have two large doors opening side-by-side but, instead, a smaller entrance door has been cut into the middle of the two. It isn't a perfect fit, either. There is a knocker, but no door handle. No one is going to get in through this door unless it is opened from inside.
She turns away, and tells the set-designer there have to be some changes made.
— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
My momma always told me that I had only to knock at the door of opportunity for it to open, naturally I knocked three times on this one.
To my surprise, it didn't open, must not be the door of opportunities.
Throwing dirt, Jules? How fun. I hope you feel better.
Nancy
Kay, those are some big obstacles.
Love it Summer.
Thank you all for coming by and leaving your delightful sentences.
Nancy
She has traveled miles and miles over mountains and through tumultuous rivers to reach her destination. The letter from Romeo said to come to door marked 1 and knock. He would be waiting for her. She sees this to be the door and her heart is all a flutter. "Will he be there?", she wonders. "Are my dreams coming true?" She raises her hand to knock, and....
I'll take door number one! No, wait. Door number two! No, I'm sorry, three, definitely door number three! Oh, why can't I ever make up my mind? Monty Hall's grown a few more frown lines on his face there. Oh, I knew I should've gone on the Price is Right instead!
You're a natural Not So.
I'd hesitate on that show too, Jeffrey.
Thank you both for coming by and leaving such great sentences.
Nancy
Hi,
I'm knocking on the door and shouting out loud: "Nancy . . . Nancy!!! Your RFW's Featured Writer!" ;)
best
F
Oh...I'm surprised and delighted Francine, thank you so much.
Nancy
She hesitated, grasping the handle and then her heart. Dare she turn it, push it? It had been so long and she had called ahead. What would she find? Anger or acceptance? The scent of roast beef and apple pie traveled through the cracks. Hunger over came her fear. She opened the door.
"Hi Mom."
Hope you all like it.
Nancy
In my steampunk, the characters require special devices to open a few of the doors. I don't have my wip on this computer so I can't pull up a scene!
The character in my WIP would hesitate.
bethfred.com
The texture of the door feels rough and splintery under my touch, so different from the smoothness of the bricks.
The knocker sheds bits of rust after I bang it. I pace, waiting for the door to open as a bead of sweat drizzles down my face.
Jemi, I haven't read a steampunk novel yet, I must do that.
Hi Beth, I like that idea.
Great sentences Michael, I love them
Thank you all for stopping by.
Nancy
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