Tonight I’m going to change it up a little bit. Instead of my normal babble about today’s topic I’m going to leave the opening to a short story I’m working on.
A cold rain fell from the eerie starless sky. A nearly full moon struggled to be seen from behind the oppressively low-hanging clouds that wrapped around the old building, giving it a dark and sinister stance. Marie tightened her grip on the handle of her umbrella being sure to follow the others closely as they made their way along the winding narrow path like a midnight funeral procession. The dreary weather set the evening’s mood. She cautiously made her way up the steep, wet concrete steps to the entrance of where she was about to spend the night.
Good night….keep writing!!