descriptive imagery and point of view are craft moves that helps O’Flaherty write stories. Through point of view O’Flaherty writes, “He couldn’t lift it. His forearm was dead. “I’m hit,” he muttered.”(2) Through violence, the sniper’s arm hurt. Though the sniper didn’t feel a lot of pain he still had the feeling as it has been cut off. From point of view we can see that violence made the sniper kill his brother. O’Flaherty writes The Sniper with another craft move called descriptive imagery. On page 3, descriptive imagery is used a lot. O’Flaherty writes hand trembled with eagerness, pressing lips together, almost deafened, deep breath through his nostrils, arm shook with recoil, hard shot in dim light, his right arm paining him like a thousand devils. All of this lets the readers feel how the sniper feels or is doing. The author also describes the sniper’s brother fall writing, struggled to keep his feet, slowly falling forward, fell forward and hit the cement with a dull thud. He also goes and describes his rifle falling. Rifle fell from his grasp, hit the parapet, fell over, bounded off the pole of a barbers shop beneath and clattered onto the pavement. All of this is found on page 3 and imagery shows the sniper put violence between him and his brother. This results in his brother being
descriptive imagery and point of view are craft moves that helps O’Flaherty write stories. Through point of view O’Flaherty writes, “He couldn’t lift it. His forearm was dead. “I’m hit,” he muttered.”(2) Through violence, the sniper’s arm hurt. Though the sniper didn’t feel a lot of pain he still had the feeling as it has been cut off. From point of view we can see that violence made the sniper kill his brother. O’Flaherty writes The Sniper with another craft move called descriptive imagery. On page 3, descriptive imagery is used a lot. O’Flaherty writes hand trembled with eagerness, pressing lips together, almost deafened, deep breath through his nostrils, arm shook with recoil, hard shot in dim light, his right arm paining him like a thousand devils. All of this lets the readers feel how the sniper feels or is doing. The author also describes the sniper’s brother fall writing, struggled to keep his feet, slowly falling forward, fell forward and hit the cement with a dull thud. He also goes and describes his rifle falling. Rifle fell from his grasp, hit the parapet, fell over, bounded off the pole of a barbers shop beneath and clattered onto the pavement. All of this is found on page 3 and imagery shows the sniper put violence between him and his brother. This results in his brother being