The first leaf to fall, fell earlier than expected. The September winds hissed with pleasure, as they rippled through the maple, and cedar branches.
Ellie, my three month old red retriever, had half of her body hanging out of the window, intensely studying the various scents of fresh mulch, mid-day bonfires, ripe fields of pumpkins, twisting mazes of corn husks, and steaming hot, apple cider pies from the local farm-stand around the corner.
My right hand, which was firmly grasped to the back of her Martha's Vineyard sweatshirt, was the only thing preventing her from jumping out of the car.
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Kale Ross
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Descent
“60 seconds.” Aris tightened her grip on the overhead handhold. The troop transport shook like a leaf in a windstorm as it battled through the atmosphere. Dim lights flickered on and off as the ship’s systems were battered by pelting rain and narrowly dodged blasts from laser cannons on the surface of the planet.
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This is great microfiction, because it's all there - the essence of an autumn day neatly and evocatively summed up. It's a perfect example of how to make this writing style work. I love it that as we steadily shift towards Ellie's point of view, we're reminded a dog's sense of smell does function differently to ours, and just briefly we share in the subject-position whereby most sensory perception comes to us that way. No wonder they sometimes jump out the window of a moving car, if we're not careful to stop them!