What we know so far: the city of Clarkston and a surrounding area have been transferred by a particle accelerator accident back to 1528 A.D. The Interstate which used to go up to the next city now dead-ends into virgin forest. Cheryl doesn't know what's happened, yet.
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Cheryl Davis, thirty-something graduate student in archaeology at Clarkston State, drove north on the Interstate to her dig.
She knew she ought to stop by the reservation on the way, and look in on her cousin Vic, and Aunt Helena, whom she hadn't visited in weeks. She also knew she wouldn't. Ever since Granny and Pop both died...whenever she went by the rez, all she saw was an empty house and an untended garden. Their kitchen was the only place she'd ever been that really felt like home. That included her parents' house, and her own house during a five-year marriage that was about four years too long.
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LH denizens, I posted this there as well. Got great comments there on the other one -- thanks!
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I don't like the word "rez." I assume it means residence, but I've never heard it before. I understand that it might be there to add an extra stroke of the brush to the portrait of the character who named the place that, but I still don't like it.
I also don't like the sentence: "That included her parents' house, and her own house during a five-year marriage that was about four years too long." It's awkward. I know what you mean, but it's the kind of sentence that irritates me when I'm reading.
Sounds like my kind of story, btw.
I'm not very interested in this part. i've read the other fragment, so it kept me reading, hoping, but honestly if this were in a novel, i would've skimmed that part. Sorry, i'm just a demanding reader like that. maybe even not such a good reader.
I've rewritten the beginning. Comments welcome on this and the excerpt, which is now 960 words.
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Cheryl Davis, graduate student in archaeology at Clarkston State, drove north on the Interstate to her advisor's dig.
She really should stop by the reservation on the way, and visit her aunt, her cousin, and whoever else was there. If Granny were still alive, it would be easy. But ever since her grandparents died, all she could see at the rez was that empty house. It tore at her.
When she'd left her parents' home to come to Clarkston State, and reconnected with the heritage her father had left behind, the tribe welcomed her. Now, she couldn't be bothered to stay in touch.
The hell with all this guilt: she could drop by the rez on the way back. She turned on the radio.
There was nothing but static.
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"When she'd left her parents' home to come to Clarkston State, and reconnected with the heritage her father had left behind, the tribe welcomed her."
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Cheryl Davis, graduate student in archaeology at Clarkston State, drove north on the Interstate to her advisor's dig
How about giving the Interstate a number. It will help define a sense of "place," for me, even if it is a made up one.
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She really should stop by the reservation on the way, and visit her aunt, her cousin, and whoever else was there. If Granny were still alive, it would be easy. But ever since her grandparents died, all she could see at the rez was that empty house. It tore at her.
I would ditch this short last senctence, for me it does nothing to impact what you are trying to say.
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When she'd left her parents' home to come to Clarkston State, and reconnected with the heritage her father had left behind, the tribe welcomed her. Now, she couldn't be bothered to stay in touch.
Okay, now you've got me wondering, why and when did her father leave the tribe?
Was this a recent decision on her father's part, or long ago before Cheryl was born? Was it due to some horrible incident or situation, or was it a gradual fading?
This also has me wondering how Cheryl's parents feel about her reconnecting to the tribe, and if they had anything to do with Cheryl's current lack of interest. Or perhaps it is that Cheryl is just too busy to be bothered?
Also too, in the last line, I am thinking that the word, "Rez," may need to be capitalized.
I'll take a peek over at LH to see the remainder...
Edited for punctuation.
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[This message has been edited by mommiller (edited August 20, 2006).]
I think you could do without the word "had" in that sentence.
Charli
Let me know what you think! Thanks.
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Cheryl Davis drove north on the Interstate, trying to end a conversation on her cell phone.
"No, Aunt Helena," she said. "No. I really can't come by. I wish I could." That wasn't exactly true. She should stop by the reservation and visit, but she didn't want to. Before Granny died, it was easy and fun. But now, with Granny gone, all she could see at the rez was that empty house: the only place she'd ever really felt at home.
When she'd left her parents' home to come to Clarkston and reconnect with the heritage her father left behind, the tribe welcomed her. Now, she couldn't be bothered to stay in touch.
"I'll stop by this evening, if that's OK."
[This message has been edited by wbriggs (edited August 27, 2006).]
If you present her first talking to her Aunt Helena on her cell-phone, telling her that she can't drop by the reservation, then segue into how she really has to get to her advisor's dig if she wants to keep up with her graduate work, I think you can do this without that clunky first line. You could even do that in dialog if you want. I'd do it while driving to let her see the local landscape, but I'm only guessing.
[This message has been edited by wbriggs (edited August 27, 2006).]
I like it, but as I've said, I'm easy.