Re: The Snidget

"I'm particularly glad that Harry's confusion was effective: it's always a gamble, trying to show mental confusion in a POV character, without confusing the storyline."
Effective to the Nth degree. When I read this opening, I was litterally filled with his fear and despair. :)
Where am I? What happened? Everything's small and strange and cold and wrong wrong wrong! Even my scream. My throat feels odd and this awful, deep roar keeps coming out. I'm shaking, weak and awkward and dizzy. I'm naked, like I've been plucked all over. I've got no feathers left at all, but I'm so heavy and slow. Once I saw a baby bird without feathers. It fell out of its nest and couldn't fly back, despite its parents' panicked attempts to help. Featherless and flightless and helpless! Help me!
A rustle. Something touched him, held him down. He curled up, twitching, trying to shut out the cold and terror. I want to go home! I want to be ME!