I like to write stories but sometimes, and I am sure it is the same for most of us, I get stuck creating a character or a setting. This slows down the whole process of story writing, so I am here to help!
Ever wished you wanted to create a setting as magical as Hogwarts or as beautiful as the shire in the lord of the rings? The reason why you could almost picture the scenes from these books without watching the films is all down to vivid images.
Let’s start with this picture below 👇
First list some words that describe this image.
Now let’s think, can we swap the words above for….better ones?
Then use similes,
The mattress was beige like the sponge of a coffee and walnut cake with holes big enough for a baby to fit through.
Or use metaphors,
The mattress was a thin patch of dirt and dust and it was heaven to broken springs and scattered fluff.
Here are the lines I came up with, write yours below!
Sarah’s gaze rested on the walls in the new room. They had thin squiggles running down the patterned wallpaper, marks that could only belong to a wild animal, and where the beige wall was exposed, was full of hairy legged spiders. A shiver ran down her spine and her brilliant blue eyes scanned the rest of the room carefully as flakes of yellow paint fell off the door and cascaded down to her well worn shoes. From the cracked mirror to the tall wardrobe laying on its side and the foul stench of a dead animal that shot up her nostrils, it was a horrible place to be. She took one glance at the landlady behind her, who was beaming broadly and plopped herself on the thin, lumpy mattress, her shoes tapping gently on the creaky floorboards. “Alright” Sarah said, staring at the cluttered floor and the large heap of clothes exploding with minibeasts. Sarah undid the frayed laces of her shoes and tossed it onto a spider which was clambering up the wall. The shoe hit the innocent creature with a loud squelch and its damaged body tumbled onto the cold floor. “I’ll take the room” Sarah announced, much to her dismay. The landlay, who was leaning against the doorframe, clapped her hands in delight. “Great” She exclaimed. “I will make you porridge!” It wasn’t great, thought Sarah, staring at the ugly, squashed pumpkin face of the landlady, it was all she could afford…..
I hope you liked the description above, sorry if I dragged on a bit, because I just love to write and would love to hear your creative writing, down in the comments below!