"Motels and Emancipation" by Kavya Kamath
Yes, this is another short story/creative writing piece. No, I'm not sorry. (Are you tired of them yet?) So, you may be wondering how this relates to something we've done in class. (I was too, initially.) Well, our first unit was on structure so I experimented with the structure of this story, isolating certain lines for emphasis/effect (and whatnot). Hope you enjoy the story! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Motels and Emancipation Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. The soft plunk of water droplets sliding in through the crack in the roof plopped noisily into a tin can. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The drips coincided with the loud analog clock mounted on the wall to his left. He couldn’t help but crack a smile. He was right, time and mother ...