The Warmth of Spring [E] The world was a white haze; at least what she could see of it through the ice-glazed pane. |
Greetings, Wow, I feel cold and concerned reading this. I glance anxiously towards the window to make sure the sun is still shining… A perfect vignette of the consequences of scientific overreach, which, though well meaning, wreaked havoc on the delicate balance of Earth’s climate. It focuses not on some lofty mad scientists in the lab, or on the efforts of others to combat what has happened, but simply tells us about an everyday mother and son whose lives have been forever changed by the loss of spring. I don’t see much I would suggest changing, except maybe instead of narrating the explanation of why it’s snowing at the end of April, to try and weave it into the story somehow. Perhaps you could have her read the newspaper or turn on the radio and hear a fragmentary mention of the ongoing situation, only to shut it off and retreat into the story of springs past that she is recreating for her son. This is an excellent story, and I enjoyed reading it. Take care, thanks for sharing, and keep writing My review has been submitted for consideration in "Good Deeds Get CASH!" .
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