Writing Pilates

This week’s writing assignment: Have your character experience exactly how you feel at this precise moment.

Have Your Character Experience Exactly How You Feel at This Precise Moment

Bosomella bent over the mountainous pile of shoes and felt her neck slowly tighten, like soggy leather spread in the desert to dry. Each muscle pulled at her shoulders, the base of her skull, even her hair was aching. One of the squirrels let its enormous tail brush across her back and she shuddered. She was so cold and the normally pleasant sensation of soft fur sent tingles like crawling things with bent legs and groping mandibles across her skin.

The ache spread deep into her bones and her head thump thump thumped out some tribal ritual that she was certain could mean no good. A hex upon  harvest mice or a complicated dance to lure simple minded bakers into leaving their pastries unattended in windows. Evil pounding to be sure.

She slumped over the brim of the nearest shoe and eased her shivering frame deep into the sloping toe. Tomorrow, they could rule the world tomorrow. Tonight she would sleep.