The new house

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Please note that writing this story was done as an exercise to create characters, develop appropriate dialogues, and depict various states. I welcome any critique to help me identify my mistakes and shortcomings in this piece of writing.

Thank you :)


The real estate consultant moved further. He opened a lock on the basement door. When he opened the door, it made a noise as it turned on its hinges, and some dust fell on the floor from above. That indicated that the door had been closed for a long time and nobody had opened it.

He went down the narrow wooden stairs covered with a layer of dust. When he was going down, the stairs made a noise like rotten timbers expecting a break at any moment. Herman and his wife, Elena, looked at each other and hesitated to follow the consultant, Carter. When Carter noticed their state, he smiled in the semi-dark environment and said, "Don't worry! Everything is okay. The stairs are strong and steady."

Herman and Elena went down the stairs cautiously. The basement was dark, with only a little light shining through the small window close to the ceiling. The couple heard Carter's sounds as he was advancing in the dark basement, "I know where the light switch is. Just now, I will turn it on."

At that moment, as Carter was invisible in the darkness, they heard a short shout of Carter and saw a blue spark in the dark environment. Herman and Elena were frightened. Herman asked concerning, "Hey, Mr. Carter, are you okay?" A few seconds later, as Carter ignited his lighter, said, "Oh, damn! I got an electric shock. I accidentally touched the wall plug instead of the switch. It didn't have a cap. Please remember to replace it with a new one later."

He eventually found the switch and turned on the only dusty lamp in the ceiling.

When the light turned on, Elena let out a short scream. Herman quickly turned to her and asked, worried, "What happened, my dear? Are you okay?" Elena pointed towards the basement with her mouth hanging open. Herman turned his look in the basement. It resembled a garbage dump. Every old, rusted, and broken item could be found there, from a wheel-less old bicycle to various types of old bags, cases, shelves, blankets, and a mass of torn paintings with deformed and broken frames, all covered in a thick layer of dust.

At that time, Elena screamed once again and hid on the back of Herman while gesturing to a case close to the wall! Herman looked there. He saw a mouse had poked its head out from the case and was gazing at them.

Carter approached them and said to Elena, smiling, "Madam, it is just an inoffensive mouse. After you owned the house, cleaned, renewed every necessary thing, and after painting the house and its basement with some spirit-giving colors, and..."

Herman interrupted him and said, "And after we replaced all the wall plugs..."

Carter smiled and said, "Oh yes, I wanted to mention it too... You must be sure you have a nice house without dust, junk, and mice. All of these will depend on your choices and generosity."

Herman looked at him, blaming him, and said, "Are you sure you have taken us to the right place?"

"Oh yes, sir. You asked me for an inexpensive large house, and I did the same." Replied Carter.

Herman said to Elena with a low voice, "he is right. He took us here because we requested a cheap house to be large. But we did not know the house was so old and messed up."

Elena nodded but gestured to the mouse that was still looking at them, surprised.

Herman did not pay attention to Elena regarding the presence of the mouse and asked Carter, "Isn't there a better house than this?"

"Yes, there is, but it may be smaller and more expensive. I offer you, if you buy this house and renovate it, it will be much better than buying a newer house with less space and a higher cost. I know a building contractor with a skilled team of workers. He can demolish this house in a week and rebuild it a week later," replied Carter.

Herman asked stunning, "Do you mean this house should be destroyed?"

Carter said, "But it is not necessary. Albert does magic. He can turn this house into a palace without ruining it."

"But we do not have enough money for such renovation," Herman said.

Carter smiled and said, "So you can be satisfied with a house with only an ordinary view." Carter looked at Elena and continued, "But before he starts the work, you first need to get rid of the mouse. We have a person here who is called Hunter Jack! He is a skilled hunter of mouse with all types of traps and tools. He is like a wild cat in that no mouse can escape his claws. You can employ him to eradicate the mouse population in this house!"

Elena said with a shaking voice, "In this house?! Are there other places in the house infested with mice, too?!"

Carter replied, "Don't worry, madam! You don't know Jack yet. He can exterminate all the mice throughout the basement, sitting room, bedroom, bathroom, toilet, chests, and kitchen..."
 
Welcome to the Chrons. Well done on getting a piece finished.

At first I was going to ask if you translated this from another language that you wrote it first in (German came to my mind for no other reason than I know some Germans.) Then, as I kept reading I decided that I didn't care - I liked the slightly off English the realtor (at least) spoke. However, there are places where it does look too translated - the grammar is off. However that's no impediment to story telling - just needs editing.

I think the start is well done, however, it then drags on too much. I think halfway through I wanted more stuff to happen. The opening promised something gothic at the very least. That we end with an upselling realtor was a bit mundane for me. I am, after all, on Chrons, where people post Fantasy, SF and a taste of Horror.

Keep writing!

That indicated that the door had been closed for a long time and nobody had opened it.
I wasn't sure what to make of this. As an aid to the reader it is redundant. If it was worked in as some internal monologue of Herman it would work for character building. But right now it sticks out a bit.

At that moment, as Carter was invisible in the darkness, they heard a short shout of Carter and saw a blue spark in the dark environment.
When the light turned on, Elena let out a short scream.
I liked these to bits, they added atmosphere.

Herman did not pay attention to Elena regarding the presence of the mouse and asked Carter,
From here onwards I began to get disappointed.
 
There is potential here, and a definite question of whether English is a second language.
I would agree about the redundancy of some passages, however I would add that this feels like a very rough draft and one that leaves the reader quite distant with the narration.

There is also an element of he did this then that then this and then this and then this.

A lot of room for editing and cleaning.

Take the beginning.
The real estate consultant moved further. He opened a lock on the basement door. When he opened the door, it made a noise as it turned on its hinges, and some dust fell on the floor from above. That indicated that the door had been closed for a long time and nobody had opened it.
It would be nice if there were some exciting action at the beginning to grab the interest of the reader. But there isn't and so it is even more important to clean up a bit.
First is there a reason you don't name the real estate consultant right away? This causes two things one distancing the other is that I'm only guessing the Carter is the real estate consultant. Also the use of further confuses me here at the beginning. It's like we've caught him in the middle of moving and now it's further. Then there is the opening of the lock(does that mean it is a door with a hasp and a padlock)because if it is a lock in the door then it sounds better to unlock the door. Also if it is a padlock and hasp then maybe opening and removing the padlock. Then the rest contains redundancy and too much information--it could be shortened by removing some of the obvious things that are stated.

So let's look at what happens when we work on these.
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Carter, the real estate consultant, moved forward to open and remove the padlock from the basement door. As he opened the door its hinges squealed and dust drifted downward like grey snow, suggesting the door hadn't been used for some time.
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The reader can assume that the dust will hit the floor and that the noise and the dust and assumption of disuse would make "nobody had opened it very redundant here.

There is also room for some use of the five senses here that don't quite get used enough.

Such as how does it smell when the door is opened. Perhaps a damp moldy smell drifts or punches outward and into Carter's face. And what does he see, is it a dark entrance. Is the air that comes out hot and humid or cool and dank.
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Carter, the real estate consultant, moved forward to open and remove the padlock from the basement door. As he opened the door its hinges squealed and dust drifted downward like grey snow, suggesting the door hadn't been used for some time. Carter held back a cringe as a miasma of mold and mildew rushed across his face in a hurry to escape the dark chasm below. Stiffening slightly, with head raise he exclaimed, "Ah, what adventure awaits the brave."

He hesitates, just a moment, then shakes his head and marches forward.
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And I will stop here as someone will surely suggest I'm rewriting your work and that's bad form.

Keep writing, but if you can see what I'm getting at here, put some thought into it and explain less of the obvious while adding some input from the five senses to embellish the experience for the reader.
 
Golden critiques, whether about my English or the techniques of storytelling. I am so happy, you masters taught me what I should do to create a better work. Surely, there are some other defects in this piece that you didn't point out.


First of all, I chose an improper and worthless subject. Second, I wrote in a hurry. Third, I sent the story hastily before I reread it carefully to find some of my awkwardness by myself.

My English is not as poor as I showed here, though I have to improve it more and more to be acceptable for a native English speaker at its lowest level.

Also, story writing is more difficult than writing a professional article or comment.

I memorized the golden advice of msstice: 200 words a day = 1 novel/year.

It does mean, "don't hurry in fiction writing. Don't try to write a few pages per day, because you will lose the story route and also will forget some necessary things that damage the attraction and clarity of your story.

I enjoyed the skill and insight of you masters. I will try to memorize what you offered me.

Thank you so much :)
 
200 words a day
It's been four years of (almost) daily practice since I put that down and I am happy to report that it's closer to 1000 words/day now when I sit down. Sadly the other end of the equation is still stuck at 0 novels in 5 years, but I'm making progress ...
 
The piece is well organized and easy to follow. I think at beginning could be less wordy. Keep on writing. It is great that you are open to positive criticism. Good luck!
 

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