This is a part of my manuscript that I have done a lot of work on and it still feel like it doesn’t flow well. Any ideas on how I can smooth it out more?
The dark images flooded in, replacing nightmares. Surrounded by dim light from outside the window she turned onto her other shoulder to view her clock; one- thirty five. Turning the clock from view, she smacked the wooden desk instead. The second time the clock was pushed from view.