Friday, May 13, 2011

Don't Read (unless Rainier or Schuller) # 10

It snowed every day now, sometimes only brief flurries the glittering snow crust, sometimes for real, the low whistle of the wind cracking up to a womanish shriek that made the old hotel rock and groan alarmingly even in its deep cradle of snow
Yah, something not about foreshadowing. This is an example of the great use of descriptive language that King utilizes. The sound of the wind seemed to appear as I read.(also being very descriptive with sound, to me, seems to be hardest, and he did it extremely well)

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