ShelbyDawn57
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Working on my latest, and probably May release if I can get the last bit written and edited in the next week or so, and I found myself editing and re-editing a block of text because it just felt compressed, constrictive and not conveying the spirit of the scene. My MC is sitting on her balcony on a Sunday morning just being, relaxing, letting life come to her.
This is the original:
Sunday morning found me on my balcony sipping hot tea, my legs pulled up close with my nightgown pulled down to my ankles while I watched a blue jay chase two squirrels around the trees. Setting my tea down, I picked up my phone and started doomscrolling. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular, stupid memes, semi-political stuff with politicians on both sides proving how stupid they were, cat videos, just the internet being the internet. I almost texted Rick twice, but stopped myself. I’d call him tomorrow after I got settled at work. Maybe the algorithm just knew, because just a few minutes in, there she was, my bike. Damn, she was gorgeous. I clicked the link. “Still available??? Can you send me details?” and hit send.
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It doesn't feel relaxing. It feels forced, hurried, rushed, not like a Sunday morning on a balcony at all. It needs space, so, among the edits, I gave it space, literal space. I think it reads a lot better and feels more like that Sunday morning:
Sunday morning found me on my balcony sipping hot tea, my legs pulled up close to my tummy, my nightgown stretched down over them to my ankles, as I watched a blue jay chase two squirrels through the trees.
Chuckling at the squirrels’ frustration and the blue jay’s determination, I breathed in the morning air and let it settle. This was nice.
I’d rented this apartment in part for this balcony, but I couldn’t remember the last time I’d come out here to just sit and enjoy what it offered.
Setting my tea down, I picked up my phone and started doomscrolling…
… memes, politics, cats; the internet being the internet…
I almost texted Rick twice.
Then I saw her, my bike.
Damn, she was gorgeous; it was the link I’d shared with the group on Saturday.
I’d saved it without thinking.
My finger moved on its own.
I clicked the link.
“Still available??? Can you send me details?”
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This is just a small snippet , but I think it illustrates something we can all use to make our stories not only easier to read, but read like you want them to feel. As the title of this post says whitespace is free. I think adding the spacing also led me to be more intentional with each specific sentence as if they were each a scene on their own. In theroy, that shoule make them each better which would make the entire snippet, and by extension, the entire story better..
So, what do you think? Am I right, or just my usual delusional???
Let's discuss, maybe even show examples of times you've done something similar or done something different to impact the flow of your story.
This is the original:
Sunday morning found me on my balcony sipping hot tea, my legs pulled up close with my nightgown pulled down to my ankles while I watched a blue jay chase two squirrels around the trees. Setting my tea down, I picked up my phone and started doomscrolling. I wasn’t looking for anything in particular, stupid memes, semi-political stuff with politicians on both sides proving how stupid they were, cat videos, just the internet being the internet. I almost texted Rick twice, but stopped myself. I’d call him tomorrow after I got settled at work. Maybe the algorithm just knew, because just a few minutes in, there she was, my bike. Damn, she was gorgeous. I clicked the link. “Still available??? Can you send me details?” and hit send.
---
It doesn't feel relaxing. It feels forced, hurried, rushed, not like a Sunday morning on a balcony at all. It needs space, so, among the edits, I gave it space, literal space. I think it reads a lot better and feels more like that Sunday morning:
Sunday morning found me on my balcony sipping hot tea, my legs pulled up close to my tummy, my nightgown stretched down over them to my ankles, as I watched a blue jay chase two squirrels through the trees.
Chuckling at the squirrels’ frustration and the blue jay’s determination, I breathed in the morning air and let it settle. This was nice.
I’d rented this apartment in part for this balcony, but I couldn’t remember the last time I’d come out here to just sit and enjoy what it offered.
Setting my tea down, I picked up my phone and started doomscrolling…
… memes, politics, cats; the internet being the internet…
I almost texted Rick twice.
Then I saw her, my bike.
Damn, she was gorgeous; it was the link I’d shared with the group on Saturday.
I’d saved it without thinking.
My finger moved on its own.
I clicked the link.
“Still available??? Can you send me details?”
===
This is just a small snippet , but I think it illustrates something we can all use to make our stories not only easier to read, but read like you want them to feel. As the title of this post says whitespace is free. I think adding the spacing also led me to be more intentional with each specific sentence as if they were each a scene on their own. In theroy, that shoule make them each better which would make the entire snippet, and by extension, the entire story better..
So, what do you think? Am I right, or just my usual delusional???
Let's discuss, maybe even show examples of times you've done something similar or done something different to impact the flow of your story.
