It's a beautiful piece. I immediately get a sense that Helena thinks quite highly of herself. Even in the midst of a struggle, she’s quite confidently ‘above it.’
Pronouns instead of names cement this for me.
“The one girl who bled through her pants”
“…graveyard shift non-emergency policeman”
…the “Offender”
She clearly feels superior to these bit characters.
“The one girl…” in particular, hits hard.
To borrow from Shawshank… “How could you be so obtuse?”
Thank you Paul! I’m loving feeling my way through the story. Every day is a surprise. Pantser through and through.
Really? 🤯
A pantser? I woulda never guessed. I love that! 😍 It’s so hard for me to trust that process but MAN is it fun when it just flows
….like being clairvoyant, schizophrenic, and passive observer all at the same time ☺️
It's a beautiful piece. I immediately get a sense that Helena thinks quite highly of herself. Even in the midst of a struggle, she’s quite confidently ‘above it.’
Pronouns instead of names cement this for me.
“The one girl who bled through her pants”
“…graveyard shift non-emergency policeman”
…the “Offender”
She clearly feels superior to these bit characters.
“The one girl…” in particular, hits hard.
To borrow from Shawshank… “How could you be so obtuse?”
Really fascinating study. I love it. ☺️
Thank you.
I'm always fixing this one, as well.