The red plastic cylinder with the plunger on top--I'm trying to recall the aroma of the donuts frying in the skillet. You filled the cylinder with batter and held it over the hot grease, pressed the plunger, and out came a donut. Why was I frying donuts when Peggy wasn't allowed to eat them? My mother said my sister was too fat. Could I have been that cruel? Maybe I'll have to find one of those donut makers and see if the memory comes back :-)
I can almost smell this! I love how the prop is introduced as a fragment. The use of the second person POV brings intimacy and is like epistolary form. The narrator wondering, after the fact, WHY she’d been thrust into this scenario and questioning her own character creates tension. Have you written about this prop and smell before? These are rich triggers. This has me craving more.
The red plastic cylinder with the plunger on top--I'm trying to recall the aroma of the donuts frying in the skillet. You filled the cylinder with batter and held it over the hot grease, pressed the plunger, and out came a donut. Why was I frying donuts when Peggy wasn't allowed to eat them? My mother said my sister was too fat. Could I have been that cruel? Maybe I'll have to find one of those donut makers and see if the memory comes back :-)
I can almost smell this! I love how the prop is introduced as a fragment. The use of the second person POV brings intimacy and is like epistolary form. The narrator wondering, after the fact, WHY she’d been thrust into this scenario and questioning her own character creates tension. Have you written about this prop and smell before? These are rich triggers. This has me craving more.