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>> No.21511655 [View]
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As someone who has gotten halfway through a couple novels then abandoned them, should I work on completing/polishing short stories instead? Anyone have any advice on writing short stories, idk how the form changes other than being more pertinent with all information presented.

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My opening, pls feedback. Short, personal essay, will be 1500-2000 words total.


Far in the isolation of the Great Basin Desert, a small, golden valley sits, surrounded by fields of dry sagebrush and faded hills. Lit brilliantly beneath a setting sun, I should have been taking photographs, or at least admiring the glorious scene. Instead, I was digging.


Driven by sadness and curious apathy, I’d plowed my Honda Civic through the bushes and rocks, following a barely-there road that crossed from the Utah desert into the Nevada desert. Somehow I’d made it to the valley, but after all the dusty miles, as I swung around a bend, the road dissolved into powder and my car sunk right in. Unthinking, I tried to accelerate. Great waves of sand spat into the air and my car dug into deep ruts until I found myself high-centered, sunk completely to the undercarriage. No cell service. No civilization. An empty desert, mockingly serene all around me, trapping me.


Digging furiously, hands clawing at the sand, I glared at the sun. It fell slowly, a ticking clock. Sweat beaded on my neck.

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