Hi team,
Here is the first draft of my writing today for you to look at, pull apart, get ideas from and critique. Post the next sentence(s) in the comment section.
The
door swung open and the wind came gushing in. A man appeared in the doorway carrying what looked
like a large bag, could have been a suitcase. He limped inside so as to move closer to the now blazing fire. As he removed
the hood on his large jacket I could see his face. He looked exhausted. I gestured to him to take a
seat on the old sofa and he gratefully obliged. The rusty kettle whistled like a locomotive so I took it from the
stove and poured two cups of tea.
As
the warm tea brought colour back to his seemingly frostbitten face, I noticed a
small trickle of blood running down his cheek……
