As authors of memoirs... the details we choose to share are critical. Can you 'step up' to the front door challenge?
Check out how I madeover my writing. Can you describe what it's like to walk into your house? Respond with a comment. Be sure to not reveal anything private as we are online.
BEFORE:
I walked up to my green front door. I keyed in the code and
popped it open. As usual I had my hands full, but was still happy to be greeted
by Nellie when I got in. I always worry that she’ll run out, but so far this
hasn’t been a problem.
AFTER!!!
I grunted as I hit the top of the stairs. As I was carrying
not only my daughter, but about 15 pounds of bags, grading, purses in addition
to the 22 pounds of baby. I noticed that the hook on my door was empty. I
better get ready for summer I thought as I keyed in my pin code. Once inside I
had to navigate myself, my 40ish pounds of cargo, and the burden of the day
that was behind me. Stepping over the recycling, diaper pail, and cat litter
that still needed to be taken down to the trash… I managed to get the baby put
down safely while being bombarded by my lonely cat, who was happy to finally
see me home after a long day.
