No Title, first paragraph, what do you think?

[Mk.22]

Vines grew from the ground, intertwining around the steel black fence, across the dirt yard to the red brick chimney. From there they wrapped themselves around wooden boards which stood, nailed to the frames of the front door. When a strong gust of wind would make its way through the streets of _______ a lone wooden plank which hung down over the doorway would sway back and forth, squeaking, playing a tune to the leaves which traveled across the desolate front yard.

[zanna]

Hm! I really like the imagery. It feels like fall or winter, in an urban setting. Are you going to tell the story of the house, or its past occupants? That would interest me . . . were the vines always there? Were they trimmed, at one time? What kinds of people lived in the house? What were their lives like?

I think you have opened a can of worms, and I'm excited to see what you do with it, lol! =D

[Mk.22]

actually I was planning on talking about the story of the person living there, well I was going to have duel perspectives. I have the story writtin in bits of notes and things its just tough actually sitting down and piecing it together

[zanna]

I know what you mean, about piecing it together! I never seem to write things in order. =P

I hope you'll add a 'next paragraph,' eventually, though. =)