This was in the parking lot at school today. What is curious is that the following poem from my middle grade WIP has a similar scene. When I wrote this poem, I wondered if kids would do such a thing. I guess I have my answer.
So what’s our first mission?
I think out loud. How about creating a crime scene?
A crime scene? Brilliant!
Let’s see what we can find at my house. Let’s go,
We sneak into the garage.
We rummage through some boxes
labeled Halloween .
Eureka! I shout,
picking up the yellow caution tape
and my white sidewalk chalk.
What about next door?
We walk to their driveway.
Jackson sprawls on the cement.
Quit wiggling, you are suppose to be dead,
I say as I draw his outline.
He jumps up, admiring
his crime scene body,
We drape the yellow tape on the sidewalk
Jackson and I hide behind bushes.
Cars slow down.
Someone stops and takes a picture.
Lilly walks by shouting,
you know I can see you. How lame.
We didn’t answer.
Mighty Ninjas can’t be seen.
We honor the code of silence .
Who’s she? Jackson whispers.
I am currently working through the manuscript and polishing it. It was suggested to make it in present tense so I am going through the entire book. I never thought the day would come when I would be really word smithing. That’s what I am doing and so fun.
A recent book that I found (and ordered as a Ebook through Amazon for $4.99) is The Emotion Thesaurus. Very helpful for emotional description.
More slices can be found at Two Writing Teachers.