There was a hand in the darkness, and it held a knife. The knife had a handle of polished black bone, and a blade finer and sharper than any razor. If it sliced you, you might not even know you had been cut, not immediately. The knife had done almost everything it was brought to… Read More WIHWT: the beginning of The Graveyard Book
Witches’ brooms don’t last forever. They grow old, and even the best of them, one day, lose the power of flight. Fortunately, this does not happen in an instant. A witch can feel the strength slowly leaving her broom. The sudden burst of energy that once carried her quickly into the sky become weak. Long… Read More WIHWT: The Widow's Broom by Chris Van Allsburg
A monk lived in solitude beside a temple on the side of a mountain It was a small temple and the monk was a young monk and the mountain was not the most beautiful or impressive mountain in Japan. From Neil Gaiman’s The Dream Hunters
Because heaven knows I need more challenges, every Wednesday I plan on posting a passage, quote, etc., that causes me writer’s admiration/jealousy. Trying to think of an acronym, but I’m out of ideas right now. WEAK? Writer’s Envy/Admiration Kills? WIHWT – Wish I Had Written That, or IWNBAGW (Winnabego?) I Will Never Be a Great… Read More Writers' Wednesday: Wish I had written that…
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