#5 Playing with Adjectives

The little boy stared into the large window from the busy street. Inside, he saw a myriad of multicolored sweets and goodies lined up on sparkling glass plates. His dark blue eyes grew wider as he looked within. Each had a small note-card with dainty black writing giving names to the bonbons, the chocolate bars, and the cake pops. The little boy's mouth salivated as he stared at each plate.

Finally, he could take it no longer and rushed to the heavy glass door beside the window. A small brass bell rang merrily as the door bumped into it. A lanky man in a red and white striped suit glanced up from behind a tall glass counter displaying even more goodies. The man showed his bright white teeth in a big smile that stretched his thin face. The little boy ambled up to him, forcing his hand into the tiny pocket on his jeans. His eyes met the man's but then he quickly looked away, his gaze transfixed to the chocolate and sugar before him.Behind the counter, the candy man leaned forward to watch as the boy put his small hands against the glass and breathed heavily in awe. 

Just as the boy looked up and opened his mouth to speak, the little bell rang again, but this time furiously as the door swung open. A thin woman in a white blouse and a pencil skirt rushed in. She saw the boy and sighed with relief before grabbing his arm. The boy protested loudly, but she ignored him and dragged him back to the street, leaving the candy man to chuckle slightly to himself before going back to the chores of the shop.

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I love adjectives. They make me happy and really add to a story. Imagine if I wrote this and did not say anything about the candy man or something silly. Granted, I would hate to overdo it and not allow the reader to add some of his or her own details, but it's fun to add as much as I can to help bring the image to life. I think it's one of my favorite parts of writing. Another day, another exercise done! See you tomorrow!