There are very few writers who are skilled at making the reader a part of the writing process. Their stories are written in such a way that the reader is left with much to infer. Is the event the protagonist describes really happening, or is it within their mind? Is this sentence a metaphor, or is it to be taken literally? I tend to enjoy this type of writing and often come away from the experience feeling connected to the piece on a deep level. I don't mind not having my hand held.

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Evita was twenty eight years old when she got married.

She wove herself a man out of rainbows and stardust. His bowels were doorways leading into other doorways. When he spoke it was like hearing the memory of a dream, or music one has forgotten but wishes to remember.

“I am yours to command,” the woven man said. He bowed low and curtsied as if he were a gentleman of noble birth.

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All Pod wants to do is hang with his friends, Erik and Kai. But he can't, not any more. Not since the Clampdown. Not since the Elite looked down from their high orbit and decided to rationalise human society, to make it ordered and safe. Not since they sent him here, to the bridge, to work off his criminal debt.

He hates the bridge. He hates the stinging wind and the crashing waves. He hates the tedious, backbreaking work. But most of all, he hates his foreman, Fergus.

Miriam Webster knew something was wrong. All of the dogs in the neighborhood were barking their heads off, including her little Bull Terrier, Mason. She closed the book she had been reading and placed it on the night stand. She checked the digital readout on the clock-radio: 9:43. She had been reading for nearly two hours, totally lost in the magical world of that wonderful wizard boy and his amazing adventures.