I lifted my head and looked upwards. Clouds of all shapes and sizes were congregating; showing entryways for nuances of light-grey and dark-grey and grey-grey all over the sky. And soon, towards me, a mizzling came tumbling down. And I let it. Droplets tinkled on my face in explosions of fertility, and the sound of … Continue reading Style Training With Ursula K. Le Guin, Exercise, 4 (part 1) Issa Dioume
An exercise on writing long sentences of narrative.
Short note on pleonasm, and easy exercise to check understanding.
Learn something new about prose in a short time
"The door creaks open. It's hinges wail...