I grew up in a tiny town where everyone just almost everyone else, but no one seemed to know the lady who lived across the street from me, in the house that is colored orange. Every time that I saw that old lady, her eyes cut through me. She had the air of a wounded,…
Category: Houses and Homes
#MemoirFest Day 9: Map Your Way to Your Childhood Home
I have created an actual map of the area around my childhood home, and for today’s #MemoirFest prompt, I want you to create a map for the area around your childhood home, too. You can scribble it on paper, but I primarily want you to walk around that area with your words. I want you…