Friday, November 16, 2007

Beaded Periwinkles

Good morning! I thought we all got something from that little character exercise last night, and I know I needed the laughs that the story spinner exercise gave us. Thanks, you guys.


They sat there, the trio of Beaded Periwinkles, what the natives call Kokolishi, huddled together in the middle of the weathered bench by the shore. Three white and lavender shells looking so symentrical, almost manufactured, that Jack doubted they had arranged themselves that way. They were too perfect, too similar, and all pointing their tips in the same direction like they were giving directions. Manning had stood back and looked at them. How could he be certain they wouldn't be disturbed by a passing gull? He had been careful to select empty shells. It would ruin the effect if one of his clues crawled away before its message was delivered.

There you have it, Jack and Manning together again, obviously before the sea grape cliff murder. But why? Haven't got a clue.

--Barbara

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