Here is a character sketch / story beginning that I wrote. I have to do a long-ish piece for E355 for the entire semester. I am trying to decide if I should work with this or do more with the story The Strand. What do you think?
Lorena
Lorena was washing the dishes again. Yesterday, while washing the dishes she had been able to forget herself. So she was at it again, turning the Mikasa dinner plate between her swollen fingers. But today she could not forget. Today, looking at her swollen fingers and feeling her stomach pushed against the cold granite of the counter, she felt every bit what she was.
Her mother had not spoken when she came to pick her up in front of her dorm at
Now she was back home, in a house filled with silence – this time against her. Lorna’s mother had spoken to her only once and her father not at all. It had been during the car ride back to Litchfield. Her mother was a practical woman. She did not admonish her daughter; it would have done no good this late. She only said in a low voice, “We’ll pull in the back. Of course you won’t be going out at all.” Lorena understood. She was an embarrassment, a blemish on their otherwise perfect social standing. News of her ‘mistake,’ as her mother would later put it, needed to be kept private. 1950s Litchfield would not be tolerant of such a situation.
Because Lorena was a rich girl and brought up with notions of what wealth and class meant, she had imagined a different turn of events. When she let
Things always went linearly from winning medals in dressage, to being salutatorian in high school, to bringing her family pride with her success at
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