Another piece from my creative writing class. The idea with this one was that we take a few different shades of a particular color (seriously, our instructor brought in those paper sample things you use to test wall paint before buying a whole can of that color), think of various words that come to mind while looking at the colors, and then use the colors and connotated words to write something. I had shades of green, ranging from a minty hue, to a slightly darker green, to a very basic and full shade that was literally called "Straightforward Green."
I wrote this up the night before I thought we'd be turning it in, which went well enough. I got it all done in time, but looking back over it before going to sleep, I couldn't help but feel that it missed some form of subtext - what did the white land represent? why was it so much more appealing than the vast green hills and forests? why is the guy dreaming about all this in the first place?
I don't want to just lay it out plain and simple, so let's see if you can figure out what's going on here. Not that I made it difficult to spot or anything, but, you know: subtext! It's something to be felt and conveyed, not something to be stated clearly.