I can remember waiting for someone to pick me up from some event. I was still a kid and it was winter. A real wintery evening. Dark outside, snow blowing around and cold. Just plain cold, not bitter or frigid, but that kind of cold that is just there as if it had always been there.
One thing that brings back that memory strongly is the sound of the ding and ping from the Canadian flag blowing in the wind. I still have a clear imprint in my mind with how it looked but also the sound made as the wind blew the flag against it’s metal pole. I guess the flag had divots (I think that is the right term for them) which the rope ran through and it was those metal bits which made the noise.
Funny how something so small brings that memory so sharply into focus. I don’t know how long I waited outside or what the event was any more.
When you write a scene remember real life is more than just what the eye can see. Don’t forget to add sounds, smells, taste and touch. Think of all the things you remember based on just some song on the radio, the smell of a pie baking or how soft a cotton ball is.
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