truebluehorror

I'm a writer. Or at least I'd like to be. To say I've kind of been slow, or dragging in the department of actual writing for the last few years due to both actual reasons and excuses I've found for myself would be pretty generous. That being said, recently I've managed to get back in the swing of things, you might say, and have begun work on a short story in the last week or so.

I haven't finished it yet, but I'd like to share the beginning excerpt of it here. Keep in mind that this isn't going to be great: it's a first draft, and thus needs to be cleaned up. Ideas that have started in it are somewhat malleable and starting to change/contradict as I try to piece together the actual world, so don't be surprised if things don't flow too well/don't make sense entirely yet. Keep in mind, also, that this is just an excerpt. That being said, I'm open to any criticism, preferably constructive, people might have to provide for what they see.

Anyway, here we go.

( The dust storm was still going strong )

This is the first "section" I guess, of the story, and has more or less been copied without correction from the rough draft I have in front of me. It shows, as there are a lot of parts, even after just having typed them, that are rough and awkward and that I've ended up retconning slight parts of as the story has gone on. But that's part of the point of a rough draft, as well.

I'll put up another excerpt later, either tonight or tomorrow.