|Give Inanimate Things A Sense Of Life|
|"If only that chair could talk. It has been there in the classroom, silently suffering for so many years. Students have carved tortured
scars into the chair's surface, sweated in its arms, and stained its seat. The one leg is bent from too much abuse. Etc, etc."
You start to pity the chair, because the writer has endowed it with life.
"The trees were twisted and gnarled. Crippled tangled things that refused to surrender the land. Bitterly they clung to the dank earth with roots like thick bony fingers, and they shouldered together against the intruder. The little house, more a hut than a house, struggled to make good its claim on the tiny strip of land it occupied. Its cracked and dusty windows, broken and paint-peeled exterior, and sagging sad frame were signs it was losing the struggle, as the angry trees crowded tightly about threatening to choke the hut out of existence."
You can feel this life and death struggle because again the author gave the elements a sense of being alive.