I wrote this month’s Transient Visitor’s teaser tale with an eye on the science behind readability. Based on the research by Shane Snow, many great fiction writers have great scores. In my short story, Chute the Virus, I sought similar scores. My results: very good grade-level readability – about sixth grade. Note that according toContinue reading “Reaching for increased readability in fiction writing.”
A foghorn-voiced dramatist blared about a father and son trudging through a blizzard of radioactive ash. The Road played on Royce’s audio app, but only for a moment. Preservation of low iPhone battery power outweighed listening pleasure. The last three hours of the fictional Road would have to wait until he finished the real road before him.
“Weather’s shitty,” Dunbar said to his son Harwood.
“Just some fog,” Harwood said, bending over to lace up his running shoes.
“Lotta fog. Cold too,” Dunbar sniffled. A slimy mug emerged from the kitchen sink and slid into his swollen, arthritic hands. Around here, coffee didn’t wait for clean cups.
Sunday morning Teaser Tale short story about football.
The loop around the tidal basin left Emory wanting more. To up his exercise, he pedaled past the Jefferson Memorial and into Potomac Park, the peninsula behind the National Mall. Cherry blossoms in peak bloom greeted him along the way, arching above him on branches and rolling across the pavement.