Good Writing Friday

16 September, 2011

books, Creative Content, writing

At its northernmost limit, the California coastline suffered a winter of brutal winds pitched against iron-clad fog, and roiling seas whose whiplash could scar a man’s cheek as quickly as a cat-o’-nine-tails. Since the Gold Rush, mariners had run aground, and those who survived the splintering impact were often pulped when the tides tore them across the terrible strata of the volcanic landscape.

 

-opening sentences from the novel, Sunnyside by Glen David Gold

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