This is Bekah standing on a dock, with the water behind her and a lamppost above her. I cried out, ‘Bekah, look mysterious!’ and then took the picture.
It’s a bit of how I feel about the scene I had to write today. In the whole chapter there’s not one word of conversation. I’m trying to explain something technical, fantasy-true yet mysterious. I’m unsure if the words I wrote will carry off what I intended of them. Like the black of water behind Bekah, there’s no way to describe if what I’m trying to show even is water.
My only question, will what I wrote seem murky to any future readers of this story I might have? Bigger still, can I leave the technical wordsy language behind for a while and get back to the interesting relationship stuff?
And, does Bekah look like she’s wondering, when will Bogart come in his fedora and his detective overcoat?