I’ve been a big fan of the writings of Jessica over at ink and toast for sometime. I’m always impressed by the scope of her imagination. Her prose always has a dash of humour and comes layered with intriguing characterisation (I think Lady Ostentatious is a great name). Her worlds have a feel of wonder and originality, it’s like looking at the world at an oblique, yet familiar angle—you know it, yet you don’t, and that’s how I like my worlds; I would describe her writing as satirical with elements of fantasy. I like how she has woven action, emotion, and exposition between speech in an interesting way in this story. The other thing that struck me was the narrative voice. This is something I struggle with at times. Sometimes it’s difficult to make the voice interesting and separate from your own. But it looks like Jessica’s achieved that here.
“Scotch, and make it scorching”
The bartender peered across the haze of smoke and sweaty heat waves to recognize whatever it was that sat before him, and it was most definitely not a man.
“Lady!” he laughed as if it was all a great big joke.
“As the only sober man in this room, I would suggest something a little lighter for your more, uh, sensitive tastes. How about a margarita?”
Read more here: Scotch and make it scorching: rewrite 10.10.2017