Seesquared
May 30th, 2007, 01:09 PM
I signed up for these forums a while ago, and just recently got time to start writing again. I've got one idea that I'd like to go with, but when I started diving into it, it feels like there's too much/too unnatural dialogue. In general, any critiques are appreciated. Here's the first little bit:
The village far below hummed with preparations for the celebration, but Tyler turned away from the artificial lights towards the brilliant sky above. Staring at the stars, he had just begun searching for the fast-moving glow of the Icarus when a rustle disturbed his reverie.
"Got your eye on the sky again, Ty?" said a female voice.
"Think of that all on your own, did you?" Tyler couldn't help but smile at the appearance of Daniella. Though he wanted to be away from the general bustle below, her cheerful and cheeky attitude could always brighten his mood. She pulled herself up onto the platform, and hopped over to sit next to Tyler. Hugging her legs to her chest, she rested her chin on her knees and tried to look pensive.
Tyler lay back against the rough springy wood and resumed his hunt. The Icarus could be seen on most dark, clear nights, and it was fast approaching the darkest time: the next evening would mark the start of the Long Night. Just as the speedy star appeared near the horizon, Daniella again broke the silence.
"So… you excited about the ceremony?” Her slim figure was no more than a dim silhouette in the starlight. Tyler stared at her face, trying to determine her expression before replying.
“I guess so? I don’t know. I mean, this is all going to be over afterwards. I’ve been looking forward to tomorrow ever since I can remember, and now that it’s almost time, don’t really want it to happen. I guess I just don’t like change all that much, is all.”
The platform swayed slightly as a warm gust of wind passed through the forest. They had built the tree fort, he and Daniella, just over three years ago. He remembered struggling to lift the beams that had seemed heavy at the time, refusing to ask any of the adults for help. Now, looking at the spongy wood, it seemed as though he could lift the entire fort without much effort.
Daniella giggled. “You’re too serious all the time. What’s going to change? We’ll still be friends, you’ll still stare off into space way too much, and I’ll still want to go pick Jojoberries next week. They’re going to be ripe any day now, you know.” She stood, steadying herself with one hand on the gently swaying tree trunk. “Come on now, I promised I’d find you and drag you back. They need you to climb up on the roof of the long house and put up the lights.”
Tyler sighed to himself, then stood slowly. Time to go down and face the crowd.
The village far below hummed with preparations for the celebration, but Tyler turned away from the artificial lights towards the brilliant sky above. Staring at the stars, he had just begun searching for the fast-moving glow of the Icarus when a rustle disturbed his reverie.
"Got your eye on the sky again, Ty?" said a female voice.
"Think of that all on your own, did you?" Tyler couldn't help but smile at the appearance of Daniella. Though he wanted to be away from the general bustle below, her cheerful and cheeky attitude could always brighten his mood. She pulled herself up onto the platform, and hopped over to sit next to Tyler. Hugging her legs to her chest, she rested her chin on her knees and tried to look pensive.
Tyler lay back against the rough springy wood and resumed his hunt. The Icarus could be seen on most dark, clear nights, and it was fast approaching the darkest time: the next evening would mark the start of the Long Night. Just as the speedy star appeared near the horizon, Daniella again broke the silence.
"So… you excited about the ceremony?” Her slim figure was no more than a dim silhouette in the starlight. Tyler stared at her face, trying to determine her expression before replying.
“I guess so? I don’t know. I mean, this is all going to be over afterwards. I’ve been looking forward to tomorrow ever since I can remember, and now that it’s almost time, don’t really want it to happen. I guess I just don’t like change all that much, is all.”
The platform swayed slightly as a warm gust of wind passed through the forest. They had built the tree fort, he and Daniella, just over three years ago. He remembered struggling to lift the beams that had seemed heavy at the time, refusing to ask any of the adults for help. Now, looking at the spongy wood, it seemed as though he could lift the entire fort without much effort.
Daniella giggled. “You’re too serious all the time. What’s going to change? We’ll still be friends, you’ll still stare off into space way too much, and I’ll still want to go pick Jojoberries next week. They’re going to be ripe any day now, you know.” She stood, steadying herself with one hand on the gently swaying tree trunk. “Come on now, I promised I’d find you and drag you back. They need you to climb up on the roof of the long house and put up the lights.”
Tyler sighed to himself, then stood slowly. Time to go down and face the crowd.