I'm trying to use every opportunity I can to become a better writer. Yesterday I worked out that I need to put a bit more dialogue and a bit more action and less chunky description. I also want to use more smooth description and try and find ways to fit it in whilst the action is happening. So that's what I'm going to work on from now on.
Here is my writing from yesterday: (There are a few gaps as I haven't written the whole story)
The Icy Voyage of Doom
CCCCRACK! The pearl white ice cascaded towards us like a speeding bullet determined to find its mark! Then the tormenting wind pushed our glistening ship plummeting into the frozen abyss below.
(gap)
Suddenly a blood curdling scream erupted from an enormous pit below us engulfing masses of immense darkness by the second. The endless chasm seemed to be the mouth of a ginormous ice monster swallowing poor souls full of nothing but horrifying terror which must feels as if being cut through with a million swords dripping with deadly poison.
(gap - where one of my crew has to be left behind because there's not enough food for everyone)
As he left a dark feeling started spreading throughout my heart. I felt as if I was full of evil magic and disease. He would surely perish but I knew what had been done had to be done.
(gap - My crew and I are seeing strange visions in the ice)
Suddenly I was flooded with a vision that made me want to run or cower. For what I saw made my heart beat faster than a cheetah can run. I saw Michael struggling to survive full of destiny and hope but then I saw his body melting away until all that was left of him was a mere corpse drifting swiftly through the misty wasteland like an unwanted spirit.
(gap - we finally reach the whaling station)
Mountain Range |
As I saw the lights up ahead hope and gratitude washed over me in great waves. My arm shot out like a rocket and I gingerly wrapped my muscular hand around the shimmering golden door knob.
One of my characters |
This is my map of Antartica |