Thursday, 21 June 2012

excerpt

Haven't posted in a while...been working on my Camp NaNoWriMo novel: only 40 000 words to go! Other than that, working at Jubilations and our Dostoevsky discussion group have been keeping me busy.  Here's an entry from my novel so far:


I was out one evening in the delicious syrupy sunlight, seeing for the first time the trees and the colour of everyone’s door.  It was with a pensive mind that I walked, having just watched a re-enactment of Dostoevsky’s critical moment, when the grave clothes are pulled off over his head and he clings to the grey sheet as if unable to believe his sentence has been requited.  His eyes go vacant, he looks up, I wonder if an epileptic attack is about to take him, but he stands there in front of the shooting post quivering with new life and amazement.  As I walked, time became elongated and every moment was sharp and every observation lovely.