I'm not entirely sure why this story was written. I laid awake last night, mind lost in the past, when I got to thinking about the apartment complex where I spent a significant part of my childhood. The setting of this story is based on that place, but the characters and events depicted are fictional.
[b]Click the following link to read my story on GoogleDocs: [URL="https://docs.google.com/document/edit?id=1gcmnLSMFdaf9sQ1TqXJq0kOFemwhkVDawwVXGzuahqg&hl=en&authkey=CMyH0pMD"][u]Coming Home[/u][/URL][/b]
I actually [b]did[/b] return to the apartment complex once, about two years ago, but I didn't have the courage to mount those old wooden stairs and knock on my door. I might have just been scared about who would answer, and I prefer believing the fantasy that the little apartment room on the second floor where I grew up is doing as much good for other struggling families as it did for mine.
It certainly wouldn't have been very poetic if I actually [i]had[/i] mounted those stairs and knocked, just to be greeted by a college student with booze on his breath, would it?
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Yes, I know it's a bit lengthy, but I would certainly appreciate it if at least a few of you stomached the read long enough to give me some C&C.
I thought it was well written and an interesting read. I'm surprised nobody has commented yet.
Honestly, I'd probably pass it up as well. Writing this was about exploring emotions and motivations, and while I like to think that I did a pretty good job to that end, but there's no action. Nothing really [i]happens[/i] in the story, and so it won't catch the attention of your average reader.
The events of the story can be laid out in just a few short sentences:
Man sees old home.
Man visits old home.
Man gives hope to hard-working single mother.
Mother decides to spend the evening with her son rather than working.
The story is supposed to be between the lines. I suppose I wanted to write a story in which readers would be able know everything significant about that main character's life, character, and aspirations without ever directly mentioning any of them.
That's not what I knew I was doing when I was writing it, but it certainly sounds better than "it came to me in a dream," which is closer to the truth.
Another Brilliant Story.
He submitted this one too and it got an honorable mention. Meanwhile, i won nothing.
Where's that alcohol?
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