Didi_Gogo
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Okay. So. This is an excerpt from my first short story which I have yet to title... or revise. I've only let my best friend see it and now I'm about to let a bunch of people I don't know look at it, so I'm a bit nervous... ok, then... Here we go.
Well... Okay then. That didn't really introduce any sort of plot, but it was more about main character development, I guess. There IS a plot, though.
"'Rest now, old man,' he wheezed and placed his small, light pack on a mound of dirt. Slowly, and with great care, he lowered his quivering, archeic mass down onto the grown beside his pack. 'They can wait for you. Just rest." And so he did.
He had been traveling for a long while. So long, in fact, that he couldn't quite recall where he had come from or if he hadn't just been born on his feet, traveling. For that matter, it was rather difficult for him to remember why he had been traveling in the first place and why the desstination was so important. He decided that his mind was too weak from travel to ponder the subject and again shrugged it to the back of his mind.
With that he pulled an apple out of his small, light pack and began to devise a plan of attack on the unusually large fruit. After several minutes of unsuccessfull planning he came to the conclusion that his exhaustion out weighed his hunger and let the apple fall out of his knobby fingers and onto his lap."
Well... Okay then. That didn't really introduce any sort of plot, but it was more about main character development, I guess. There IS a plot, though.