What I Write
The Battle of Trafalgar Square
“Remember, remember, the fifth of November!” crowds chant across London as fireworks EXPLODE above the Thames river in celebration of — hold it I see that look on your face. You’re thinking, “Why is the narrator telling this story in present tense and did they just use ALL CAPS for dramatic effect?! That’s not how things are done!”
Did I mention that I’m an unreliable narrator? You absolutely cannot rely on me to tell this tale in a dull, predictable way. It’s an adventure! Drama. Action. Torture. Death! How can I restrain such monumental events in the shackles of calm periods and low-key cases? Might as well ask me to blandly narrate an op-ed about how much milk should go in tea. (The answer is none. Either you are there for the tea as it is or you have no respect for its natural essence.)
So! Let’s go on this ADVENTURE together! Reset in 3 – 2 – 1 — !
“Remember, remember, the fifth of November!” crowds chant across London as fireworks EXPLODE above the Thames river in celebration of Guy Fawkes Day. Midnight strikes the clock affixed to Big Ben. On wide avenues near the river, revelers throw effigies on bonfires, whoop loudly, and snap selfies.
Down a narrow alley nestled in a maze of back streets, two small but determined figures make their way around sinister splotches of ice…
|What I Write||
Primarily F&SF, and YA teetering on the precarious edge of adulthood.
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