/lit/ - Literature

>>6711734
>>6711353
Hoo hoo I've had a few cocktails:

The organ rang and the throats soared and the drummer whipped his [idk, drum-hides?—"skins" hampers cognition b/c it isn't the fastest way to get what you want the reader to visualize] with a primal frenzy. And as my poor eyes rattled in their sockets a line worshipers formed anxiously in front of Pastor Zeke, their heads bowed for the blessing. What happens next shook me. As the quivering mass shuffled forward, with sweat pouring from their flushed brows, the pastor seized their heads one by one shouting "In the name of Jesus I bless you! Amen! In the name of Jesus! In the name of Jesus! Amen! In the name of Jesus!" Some swooned, some smiled, many exploded into violent seizures. On the steps I saw a child babbling Hebrew as strangers formed a circle. "He's been baptized!" they said "He's been baptized in the fire of the Holy Spirit! Alleluia!" Within minutes any composure which had been lingering in those aisles evaporated, and it was Pastor Zeke who jerked and twisted and shouted alongside his foaming congregation and I staggered out for a smoke and never came back.

—You can accept my changes or not. Don't care. I like it. I want to hear more. Y'know how to write. W/th' nuts & bolts down, you can basically do whatever—as long as you have something to say. Platitude, platitude, etc, etc, w/e.