So I decided to try my hand at writing a collection of short stories. I haven’t ever written anything before, but it just felt natural. I thought I would share an excerpt from the first story and would love to know your thoughts on it. Please remember it is in its bare bones form still and requires editing and certainly some cleaning up. Thanks for taking the time to look it over.
“The richness of her voice is mesmerizing. I then begin to doze and lose consciousness.
When I awake again I am able to look around the room and see that it must be a hunting shack of some sort in the swamp. I only know it is the swamp by the permeating smell of wet wood, and mildew that can only come from an area so full of water and mud year round that it never is allowed to dry out. I am still unable to move, I feel a heaviness about my limbs that can only be equated to the feeling one gets in his face after a visit to the dentist. I am aware that my body is there but can do nothing to move any of its parts. My hostess appears to be missing, and I can hear nothing but the sounds of nature.”