A collection of useful words and sentences used to describe scenes or characters in writing a story.
Plus, any useful things I encounter like how to write dialogues, flashbacks, and more.
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His head hurt too much. His body hurt too much. It seemed that everything hurt too much. Slowly, his sense started to send reports back to his brain. There were bruises and cuts and scrapes and maybe some breaks. He kept his eyes closed, not because he didn't want to see where he was, but he thought it would hurt too much to open them.
Bogier hurt everywhere. His nipples hurt, his toes hurt, his watchband hurt, the elastic in his underpants hurt. His mind hurt. But his chest was the worst.
A dull sciatic ache had settled into Gurney's left leg.
Ten seconds passed, and then twenty and thirty, and finally the pain started to pull back like the tide going out. It left his fingers first, and then slowly worked its way up his arm. Rowe took a couple of deep breaths and then started to walk again. He needed to find a pharmacy.
Not just pain-tolerant, or pain-resistant-he's pain-defiant
A harsh half-stifled yell
Every jostle sent ripples of pain through his shoulder, back and neck.
The flesh wound still oozed blood and the entire right side of his body wore a purple-yellow smear of bruise. It hurt so bad he could hardly negotiate the raw landscape that strobed in and out of focus all around him
Pain sheeted through him with a terrible intensity
Pain felt like a sharp-toothed creature eating him from the inside
The pain in his wounded thigh was searing.
Ignoring the pain in his thigh, the blood seeping from the cut in his left arm and tried to move as quickly and quietly as possible
grunted as he shifted, trying to keep his ankles from paining him
in the thick soup of his brain
did her ragged little insults result even in a flesh wound?
didn't so much regain consciousness as he began sensing pain
He absorbed the trauma, swallowing the pain, then kicked his way slowly back to the surface.
Pain was just an illusory sensation that his mind could shut down if it needed to, he told himself.
Searing pain in his right shoulder
Adjusted his position in the chair and felt fresh pain sear across his stomach
he jammed his knee into my groin, sending shock waves of dull nauseating pain deep into my abdomen
The Russian squealed in pain, dropped his gun and held his hands up to his blinded eyes.
As he doubled over in pain, Carver karate-chopped the back of his neck
he made a low growl again, straining to stand up to the pain
