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The Willow
Young Adult
Leah Burroughs
Prologue
Young Adult
Leah Burroughs
Prologue
Before you die, there’s always some kind of to-do list. (See comment below on first sentence.) For some, that list might contain becoming rich or famous. For others, it might include having a family and growing old. But what if you died before you had time to even think about setting any lifetime goals? What if fate didn’t plan on letting you live past sixteen?
I’d always been afraid of the water, and I couldn’t swim to save my life. But I tried...and I failed miserably.
I was drowning, I knew that much. The water was deepening, the coordinal directions muddled (What does this mean--her sense of direction was muddled?) and lost in a dark cave of blue. The muted anguish swashed through my eardrums, leaking into places it was never meant to go.(I'm not sure what this all means. How can anguish swash through eardums?) My body was weak now, my useless kicking slowing as I felt myself go limp.
There was only so much time left; only so much air my lungs could hold on to. The breath I was fighting to hold was getting tighter, and I wanted to ease that pain, even if the escape was death. (Nice. Simply stated but very meaningful.)
There was one thing I regretted, and it might haunt me in any otherworldly place my soul was sent to. I regretted not finding true love, and conclusively decided that’s what would’ve topped my bucket list. I’d never even been kissed…
Fate is cruel. We all know this. But sometimes it decides to give up on you, and in the instant it does, a miracle can happen. (Not of fan of this heavy foreshadowing. Simpler to say: I'd given up hope and then a miracle happened.)
Just as my eyes fell heavy with defeat, my lungs about to cave under the pressure of constricted air collapse, a relentless grasp fastened around my waist to with a godlike strength I’d never dreamt of imagined… (Toning down the descriptives makes the paragraph easier to read.)
Comments:
The first sentence is a bit unclear. I know what you're trying to get across but it's worded in a way that made me read it several times. Maybe something like: Everyone has a to-do list they want to complete before they die.
I'm not a big fan of the narrarator speaking directly to the reader as done in the first
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