My response is on Brittany's free entry for this week
Fanta
All of the guys are swarming me with the look a predator gives its prey, twenty lions against one gazelle. "I'm here to see Coach Carter for the statistics." They all return to their monstrous game, while a man around 5'7 with short hair and a black Nike collar shirt tells me to hold on. I stand awkwardly in the corner while orange fireballs were being thrown left to right. My only comfort the strawberry Fanta I bought in this foreign location's vending machine. The Coach opens the door, I begin to walk towards him when a ball, with the perfectly geometric angle of doom, bounces from the plastic hardwood to the bottom of my can, drowning me in strawberry goodness. Every "sharp tooth" laughs and suddenly I remember a similar situation the last time I ventured outside the my comfort zone.
I thought this was a good start to a short story. I’ll be
interested to see how this piece continues. I thought the title of the piece
was very fitting. Though, I thought the beginning when the narrator says, “All
the guys are swarming me” could become stronger. Instead of having the “are
swarming” it could change into “All the guys swarm me.” It comes off more
intense and predatory, which I assume was what you were going for since you
then talked about predator and prey. I thought you were very specific when it
came to the 5’7 guy wearing a Nike shirt. The fact that the narrator just said
that he told her to hold on instead of using dialogue reminded me of our
conversation in class about when and when not to use dialogue in a piece. My
favorite line in the piece was when the ball hit her drink and splashed “strawberry
goodness” onto her. I liked it so much because of the specificity and the fact
that it was followed up with her remembering a similar scene the last time she
tried to come out of her comfort zone. In the next draft, will you talk about
that scene? I’m interested to see a next draft.
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