For a change of pace, today, I thought I’d bombard you with some descriptive quotes. If you are looking for something fun to post on Tumblr you have my permission to use these quotes on the condition that you properly credit me and link back to a relevant page (this one is good but other links are given with the quotes – note any odd spellings because they do happen).
These quotes are all descriptions of things. I plan, as one often does, to post a collection of other quotes in this or some other reality at some point in space and time.
The last descriptive quote is one I want your opinion on. It will make sense when you reach it. (Maybe).
A bad shirt
He was wearing the kind of bright pink floral shirt whose only purpose must surely be to ensure that its owner never went on dates.
He knelt down in that way people do when they want to make as little contact with the ground as possible. Unsurprising, given how filthy the floor was.
The cupboard’s owner was about as organised as an explosion in a firework factory.
In the centre of this chaos, was what Jack assumed might be some sort of paperweight carved from an extremely large chunk of chalk. In fact, it was an extremely large chunk of carved chalk temporarily serving as a paperweight, which is not the same thing at all.
A clue was desperately trying to navigate the streams of his mind and arrive in his consciousness. It was not having much luck.
Large ripples shot across the surface and a shimmering bright rainbow of yellows and whites radiated downwards casting dappled dancing lights across the walls and ceiling. No one knew it, but some of the brighter spots of light slipped their dimensional moorings and found their way to two entirely “other” locations where they mostly got chased by cats. Cats, of course, can see these things while their owners usually cannot.
Somewhere other than here
Before they could get to three, the sphere expanded slightly and enveloped them. They found themselves somewhere new. A bright green sky stretched cloudlessly overhead. A rich orange field beneath their feet. Red and yellow things that one might call trees (they were certainly unlike regular trees and much more like huge balloons on large trunks) marked the edge of a field.
What I have been going back and forth on is the subject of injecting information in brackets. I have toyed with the idea of putting “they were certainly unlike regular trees and much more like huge balloons on large trunks” as a footnote. After all, one of my favourite authors does that.
On the other hand, simplicity is better and that aside comment is exactly what brackets are for.
So, brackets or footnotes? Let me know what you think.