weather humid

It is a heavy day. The air is muggy and breaths are shallow, as if there isn't enough oxygen to go around. The air is also heavy with plant smells. There is not a lot of movement; I can see some leaves swaying but on the ground, it didn't feel as if there was any breeze.

Colours are hard and matte. The sky is blindingly white, with streaks of light grey. It rained in the night.

weather sigh

Soft rain falls, and nature heaves a sigh.

(no subject)

Recently, I made a brief post on tense and pov, in particular, first person pov, and judging by the large number of comments it got, this topic seems to provoke a certain degree of interest. Today, I came upon some of my notes on the topic of the first-person and third-person narration so, in the interests of public interest, I am posting them here forthwith.

Feel free to meta-link. :-)

( what Roland Barthes and Mieke Bal say about first person and third person narration )

sga rec (includes butterflies)

simonesimone's A Thin for Blondes and Butterflies. This is a great example of a fic that breaks all the so-called 'rules' (I have put this in quotation marks just in case you didn't yet know how much I dislike prescription in writing) and pulls it off triumphantly. This fic was a delight, a surprise, a lovely thing! I learned about how one can veer from pov to pov, how one can break tense, how to handle elisions, how not to quail before mooshy words, and how to make arthropods things of beauty.

Lexical research poll :-)

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