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…
Short poem on the pain of loss
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...
Exercise to improve your writing and try new things.