How to Describe a Sunrise

"To hell with suspense." -- Kurt VonnegutVonnegut contradicts Bret Anthony Johnston, who wrote, "When your reader wants something, do not give it to them." This post is a counseling session, of sorts. The goal is to reconcile Vonnegut and Johnston.Let's describe a sunrise.To Johnston's point, don't begin with the bright sphere rising over the horizon. There's no drama in describing the end state. The story has nowhere to go, no room to grow. But Vonnegut is not arguing for spoilers.This is my interpretation: Vonnegut does not care for stories that rely only on withholding information from the reader. I have read quite a few books have manipulated me into reading to the final page - I had to know what happened - that I will never read again and would never recommend.Don't begin a light at the end of a tunnel, and throw roadblocks down, and annoy the reader by keeping that pinprick of light as the story's only promise, and let slip at the end that it was a sunrise all along.Begin with a ray of light. Push your character to see the dew on the grass, the pale sky, the stars in the west, all evidence of what's to come. Reward the reader for staying with you by deepening the mystery with each turn of the page. The ray of light grows with such fervor that it rosés the sky, the clouds, the horizon-bound sea, so that the character and reader alike cannot help but move forward with wonder. And when the reader cannot wait any longer, reveal the sun.***Amar favored Mediterranean spices when he cooked: tomato, oregano, basil, olive oil. There were - famously - no measuring cups in his kitchen. He and his line cooks felt each ingredient in the palm of their bare hands before adding it to the dish they were preparing. They treated each dish as if they were whipping up magic.When the President of the United States called to ask Amar to make something for his Inaugural Ball, anything at all, the team knew they'd found their big break."Any hints, Mr. President?""Make me something you'd want to eat yourself."In the airport on the way to D.C., the counter agent refused to check Bobby's luggage because she had seen him put a large set of knives inside. They disputed the danger of having sharp objects in bags beneath the plane."You know what. It doesn't matter what you and I think. The law says, no knives."Bobby left the set with his wife, but cursed Delta Airlines with a few colorful phrases."Let's hope not," Amar said, "since we're about to get on one of their planes."Back in their natural setting, the team admired the ballroom kitchen's appliances."We could make a thousand souffles," Anthony said. He was as sweet as his favorite course, dessert."Not tonight though," Amar said. "Check the refrigerator for butter and eggs. Leo, you check the pantry for salt, sugar, and flour."***Getting Started: 5Character: 4Point of View and Tone: 4Plot and Narrative: 4Dialogue and Voice: 4Descriptive Language and Setting: 4Revision: 4Overall: 4*Level 4*