A character’s home provides the opportunity to tell us a lot about him/her without narrative. People decorate their homes in ways that make them comfortable with life.
Corny though it may be, a home is your character’s castle. The interior might relax him, motivate, be his hide-out from humanity and the threats of the world. It will always reflect their values, beliefs, family, passions.
These are all interiors I’ve read from other authors. I’ve covered descriptions of neighborhoods here.
- No heat? There is heat, but it’s unavailable.
- Uses his exercise bike as a clothes rack
- Doors were hollow core. The finish work was minimal, mostly quarter round molding. The floors were plywood, covered wall to wall with inexpensive tan carpeting which didn’t wear well, but showed the dirt easily. The furniture was fresh from the warehouse
- No sound in the house, not even the sounds that houses make: air-conditioning, or furnace, or the stairwell creaking, or the frig cycling on; nothing but silence
- Back when home was more than a TV and a microwave
- gathered the whole mess and shifted it to the alarmingly large pile tilting dangerously
- Locked in shadow in a corner of the room
- Brown plaid sofa with heavy oak arms, a bookcase neatly stocked with paperbacks, family pictures on one wall, a china cabinet against another.
- Floors and walls were polished stone
- My Writing Area: My computer faces out the window. I like having the sky and buildings in the background. Occasionally a bird or plane flies by in the distance. To my far left is my 42″ flatscreen TV (size does matter), which often displays my daily dose of CNN or Grey’s Anatomy. Next to that is my Buddhist altar, which I need to make better use of. To my right is a framed poster displaying a poem of mine that had been on Chicago buses and trains. And to the far right is a black and white picture of Grand Central Station with wide beams of light gushing in through the windows. The beams look like they are about to make the commuters levitate at any minute and float skyward.
- Out My Window: This is my first time living in a hi-rise. It’s cool. I’m on the 14th floor. In warmer weather, I go to sleep as kids play baseball in the park below me. And out my window to the right is part of Lake Michigan and Lakeshore Drive.
- Small with clean white walls, a twin bed, a desk with a blank blotter on it, sliding closets opposite the bed, and thin green shag carpet.
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