#65 - Jessica and Gino, with his shotgun, and Otis came up, and sat by the fire having made their rounds through the camp. “Let’s see if The Bear is still around,” he said smiling.
I am not a camper, by any stretch of the imagination, but you make hanging out in the hills at night sound so romantic. I try to imagine myself sitting around the fire with these kind folks, and wonder what I am missing out on. Super-poetic descriptions, James Ron.
This paragraph: 'the waterfall at my claim's boundary shimmered off the boulders, looking no closer or farther away than the burned out mountain ridge to the northeast, the snowcapped peak behind it, the tall pines on the north slope or the eddying current below the fire pit.
I am not a camper, by any stretch of the imagination, but you make hanging out in the hills at night sound so romantic. I try to imagine myself sitting around the fire with these kind folks, and wonder what I am missing out on. Super-poetic descriptions, James Ron.
I think you would fit right in! Would probably be the life of the party. Thank you very much, Sharron!
This paragraph: 'the waterfall at my claim's boundary shimmered off the boulders, looking no closer or farther away than the burned out mountain ridge to the northeast, the snowcapped peak behind it, the tall pines on the north slope or the eddying current below the fire pit.
Beautiful , my friend. Such great imagery.
Thank you, Jim. I really appreciate it! I liked that section as well.
This is really well done. Excellent dialogue. Smooth narrative style. And a compelling story.
Thank you, very much, Jim! I'm trying to follow your writing tips! : )