Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Meadow Crossing, Part 1 (Fiction)

(An experiment in paranormal romance.)

       Nathaniel walked under the dark reach of trees.
       Sunlight faded, and night breezes stirred.
       He liked the shadows. And the twilight. He liked their soft comfort. Blending with the colors, he passed through the meadows unseen.
       A rabbit darted. Long leaps bounded into the open, then disappeared away in the gloom.
       He slowed.
       Easing into each step, he drew behind the final tree. Close. Very close. He peered around furrows of bark.
       The house. Huge and moody. Slices of darkness brooded beneath the eaves.
       But he didn't come to see the old walls or the stains running down the roof. In the last glimmer of light, he watched the second floor window and sighed.
       He came for the young woman who sat there.

23 comments:

Terri said...

Paranormal romance? I like :-)
But... where's the rest of it?

Kara Alison said...

Nothing like a springtime romance...between ghosts?? This should be good!

beadinggalinMS said...

Jason I am always reading a book. When I don't have a book at night to read I feel lost.
One of the best things I found thru blogging is I can always find something interesting to read that leaves me wanting more. You my friend always gives me that feeling.

Bernita said...

Glad of the rabbit.
Nice touch.
And the bark - that attention to the telling detail.
Liked "slices of darkness brooding..."
But, white siding?

jason evans said...

Terri, I know, it's a terribly short piece. But, man, did it give me trouble. I sure hope this experiment doesn't detonate!

Kara, yes, I'm moving into spring-influenced writing. Trying to keep the heavy, dark themes to a minimum. Glad to see you back from your trip! I'm looking forward to your Cuba posts. =)

BeadinggalinMS, thank you for the wonderful compliment! It helps me to feel that direct connection to the reader. I appreciate you giving me that sense of sharing.

Bernita, I was up after midnight trying to bang something reasonable out of my screwed-up first attempt. If this works at all, I'm relieved. (Mentioning the siding is probably a clinker that should get tossed.) I really have a job cut out for me to make my original idea for this piece come alive.

Rene said...

Great job of setting a mood.

mermaid said...

There is something oppressive about the beginning. I get the feeling Nathaniel needs to see the 'young woman' in order to lighten his load.

Sarah Whiteley said...

A rabbit bounding away at dusk - I love that image. But I agree about the tired white siding. When you said the house was huge and moody, I immediately pictured gray clapboard. :)

jason evans said...

Rene, I appreciate that. It's one way I try to differentiate myself.

Mermaid, a very interesting observation!!

Sarah, I like your new blog presence. Great site! I'm happy to remove the siding image. I ran out of steam last night. This piece took way, way too long. I'd better sharpen it up for the next part.

Kelly Parra said...

Very good romantic tone already set in such a brief sample. Great!

Shesawriter said...

Stop teasing us. Post the rest.

Tanya

jason evans said...

Kelly, thank you! This style is new to me. I'm not sure how far to go.

Tanya, LOL! One, tiny problem. It isn't written yet. I write these serial pieces post by post. In a way, it gives me much more opportunity to learn. I can shape the story based on what people are responding to.

ann marie simard said...

and I think... or read... blending with the rest... bleeding with the rest... I have a problem I guess. Very clean-cut, chiselled prose. You could play around with this even more, if it was not for your multiple lives. I'm amazed - I work in this field ya know... and you can still do it.

Ann Marie

ann marie simard said...

I have to say this - you love Jean de Florette and The life of Pi... that's here and my culture.... incredible.

Manon des Sources anyone?

jason evans said...

Ann Marie, I just appreciate being able to explore and share here. A privilege really. And I'm feeling better about "Meadow Crossing" today. I think it'll turn out fine.

I don't mean to leave out Manon des Sources when I mention Jean de Florette. Of course they are two necessary parts of a whole. I saw them at college, and I have to say that at the end of Jean de Florette, I sat open-mouthed, completely in awe of the ending. It hovered over me for weeks. I don't think I have since experienced a more expert and exquisitely formed story.

Bailey Stewart said...

Thanks for dropping by my blog.

This is amazing (well, except for the siding - Hill House wouldn't have had siding). And a paranormal romance with a ghost. That's the kind I like and they are few and far between. Please, please keep writing this - I need ghost romances.

jason evans said...

Eve, my pleasure! Hope you don't mind if I stop back. ;) My first novel, The Hickory Barrens, was suspense tinged with paranormal romance. I'm fascinated also by love for an idealized vision of a person--a ghost.

I changed the siding to "old walls." Is that better? It sounds more poetic at least.

Bailey Stewart said...

You're welcome to drop by anytime - I can't always guarantee it'll be interesting ;-)

Yes, I think "old wall" sounds much better.

Erik Ivan James said...

I'll ride along.

Jess Riley said...

You are truly a Renaissance man of genres! :)

(Weighing in late, but contrats on finishing the first draft of novel #2!)

jason evans said...

Eve, thanks. :)

Erik, there's always a seat for you.

Jess, I do like to prod the boundaries. And thanks for sentiment on my completed draft!

Jeff said...

Nice start, Jason. I like the imagery. :)

jason evans said...

Jeff, thanks. :) So I'm not an imagery-aholic? I'm in treatment for that, you know. ;)