The Post Where I Describe a Parking Garage

For Christmas this year I decided to buy myself the ‘James Patterson Masters Class’. I had decided that if I was going to be a writer it was time to stop playing at it and get serious; treat writing like it’s my job. So not only did I buy the Masters Class for myself, I have also started applying for freelance writing jobs that might actually provide some income. I’ll keep you posted.

So, in this Masters Class, in lesson 5, the assignment was to describe a parking garage. Seems easy enough. Part of the lesson though included James Patterson critiquing some former students descriptions, and I realized I needed to change what I originally thought about how to do it. In a nutshell he said “Cut the fluffy writing”, after all, it’s just a parking garage. So here is my attempt to describe a parking garage. I had to cut out quite a bit to get to this pared down version, but I think I did it. Feel free to tell me what you think, or better yet, add your own description of a parking garage in the comments below.

My Description:

The slapping of my sneakers echoed off the cement walls as I fled down the parking garage ramp. The fluorescent lights flickered and buzzed above me. I slid and fell to one knee as I hit the turn. I dared to look up from where I had come from and saw the spots of light on the wall getting bigger as a car approached. Its tires screeched as it turned.  I leapt to my feet and sprinted down the next ramp toward the exit sign.