Alison Pearce is hosting a fun blogfest today. There's still time to join, if you're interested. Let me know if you join and I'll be sure to read your stuff.
Here's Alison's description of the blogfest: You need to describe a setting that tells us something about your character's personality. Characters can be of any age, living in any time or place. But don't tell us about the character, tell us about his or her stuff. We'll get to know the character from what you write.I just so happen to have a perfect scene from my new novel Hunger to use for this. I'd like you to guess the gender of the character from this description.
My room was just like it was before I left: bland and dirty. Old dust had gotten sticky and turned to grime on all the surfaces. The bedding smelled like cigarettes and the floor smelled faintly of vomit. Aparently the last tenant had no desire to clean. I wondered if Alex purposefully put disgusting tenants in my usual room just to bother me.
I bent down under the bed and pulled out a heavy metal chest. Everything I owned was still there. I opened the windows to let in as much light as humanly possible, even though it let in a sharp, chilling breeze. I got to work.
The featureless room bored me to the point of nausea, so I filled it with color. Every time I see a poster, a picture, or anything else colorful, I buy it. I unrolled my large collection of vivid posters and pasted them like wallpaper to every surface in the room. I had everything from Van Gough to tropical frogs, from Hindu temples to sunsets. The color encircled me until within my dreary surroundings, I had an oasis of life. Next I unpacked my books and arranged them in tall stacks on my grimy dresser. I had to put some of them on the floor so they wouldn't topple over.
Now I'm off to read everyone else's posts. I'm excited to see what everyone wrote.