Young Writers Society

Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),

Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!

Anyway let's get right to it,

The old, beat up laundry basket was dropped carelessly onto the ground after the woman had taken out all the whites. She opened up the washer door and shoved the clothes inside. Then, opening the dryer, she piled all the dry white fabrics hastily into the basket.

The white shirts and socks bounced around loosely in the basket as the it was carried up the wooden stairs. The woman hit hard wood floor and stepping into a carpeted room, putting the basket on the soft bed.

She sighed as she examined the condition, the basket looked like it had been in World War 2. The plastic was scratched and cut and dirty in some spots. The woman needed a new one, but it would just mean spending another two dollars on something that wasn't nessesary.

She removed all the clothes leisurely now, taking her time to fold each piece of white clothing carefully. She hummed a soft tune happily as she folded. Once finished, the basket was left on the bed until she had delivered all the clothing to their rightful order. When she came back, she took the ancient laundry basket into her grasp and walked onto the floor again.

Looking down the stairs, she tossed the basket carelessly down the wooden stairs; it was loud as it fell, far far down until it hit the stone tiles at the bottom of the stairs. The laundry basket waiting for the washer to beep, and the next load of clothes to be finished.

Thanks!

Hi there !

I understand where you were trying to get to with this piece. Here's the laundry basket--an old, dilapidated thing that's taken for granted in spite of the fact that it serves its purpose well. But this piece doesn't really jump off the screen for me. It doesn't engage the reader's emotions in the way it should. I think you should describe the laundry basket as if it were a person, like, say, an old man who does his work excellently, but doesn't receive any credit for it. Think of how that old man would feel. Elaborate on the anguish of being ignored and unappreciated, coupled with the physical pains of growing old. That'll make the story more dynamic, and also make the laundry basket's relationship to the woman more relevant.

I hope this will help you add more zing to your story. Good luck! Keep writing.

Thanks a bunch!

Hey there, jDawn! Sorry for being so late; debate sessions are in full season.

Since this is a pretty short piece, I’ll go through this with a fine-tooth comb. I might seem harsh in places, but I really do want to help you improve. And this has a lot of potential already.

She sighed as she examined the condition, the basket looked like it had been in World War 2. The plastic was scratched and cut and dirty in some spots. The woman needed a new one, but it would just mean spending another two dollars on something that wasn't nessesary.

She removed all the clothes leisurely now, taking her time to fold each piece of white clothing carefully. She hummed a soft tune happily as she folded. Once finished, the basket was left on the bed until she had delivered all the clothing to their rightful order. When she came back, she took the ancient laundry basket into her grasp and walked onto the floor again.

Looking down the stairs, she tossed the basket carelessly down the wooden stairs; it was loud as it fell, far far down until it hit the stone tiles at the bottom of the stairs. The laundry basket waiting for the washer to beep, and the next load of clothes to be finished.

okay! Thanks to both of you!

cannoncomplex here to review the work,

okay, my general impression was that the story lack a little depth and meaning to the laundry basket. From the spoiler, you indicated that the story will give the basket some importance but how the basket was perceived didn't seem to shed light on its importance. The story did give the basket some focus but the question on why is it important seemed unanswered.

What does that basket meant to the woman? Does it reflect the normality of her life. And when I meant, normality of the life, it seemed that the story shows more normality which is good in a way but out of this mundane picture, the basket must shed something out of this normality to something that will give the story some depth.

Hey jDawn!

I thought this was pretty dry. The contest is about description of the inanimate object, but I don't feel like the basket was described; there is no clear mental picture. It was used and tossed around a bit, but your imagery shed no new light on a well-known household object, and it came off as pretty normal and boring. A laundry basket is mundane enough that, to make an interesting story out of it, you have to turn it into something unique. It's white and plastic. What's story-worthy about that?

The first way to make these 500 words more meaningful and tighter is to get rid of your repetition and redundancies, which you have a lot of. Each color shows a word repeated:

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