How many times have you been into a “home improvement” home and found the yellow wallpaper? I have heard it said that a yellow wallpaper room will make your house look like the Cheers house. In the movie, they had a yellow room. It was actually the second apartment. Okay, so let me tell you a little bit about the yellow room, shall we? Yes, this is a short story I'm going to tell you.
Okay, so the title says it all. I sat in my chair and watched the TV late at night and I swear to you that there was this girl walking around the kitchen and she was getting ready to cook dinner. Well, she looked so good in her uniform she must be a police officer or something. Anyway, she came over to my husband's window and said “I think I'll paint my yellow wallpapers!” The girl's father came over to help him with his daughter and they were talking about painting his apartment yellow wallpapers.
“How did you get into the yellow wallpaper room?” he asked. “I don't know,” I answered, “but I saw it on the internet.” The narrator then asked, “And do you want to go back and change the color of your walls or do you want to keep your apartment the same color?”
“You bet I want to keep my apartment the same color as well,” I said, “because I'm feeling really good right now and yellow wallpaper gives me a lift.” The narrator asked, “And what kind of a feeling are you in right now?” “alky,” I said. “Do you feel like you are ready for another baby or are you just bored and ready for a break?” “Bored and ready for a break,” I said.
“Bored and ready for a break? That's a great question,” the narrator said. “How was the yellow wallpaper when you first painted it?” “all, it was okay,” I said, “but now that it is two months old, it's giving me postpartum depression.”
The short story ended there. That was the start of an exhilarating experience for me. It allowed me to write about my feelings and that helped me to write a short story about my feelings.
I went back to the yellow wallpapers and noticed that my husband was looking at them while we were having lunch. He was curious and I told him so. We talked about how he liked them. He liked them, but was concerned because of my postpartum depression. I told him that it was nothing to be ashamed of and that he should take care of himself and that it was normal to have bouts of postpartum depression and that I would not embarrass him or worry about him like some women who are continually stressed out because their husbands don't like yellow wallpapers.
After we talked, I decided to take this subject into the bedroom to use as a starting point for my story. I asked my husband what he thought about the story and he said that he liked it. My goal was to make him visualize the yellow wallpaper as being in our bedroom rather than just in our house or our apartment. So I asked him to draw it on our wall in a way that I could also see it.
After I had asked my husband to draw the wallpaper, the two of us were seated at the table and I began to tell him about my story. I began by describing how I felt when I first noticed the yellow wallpaper. I described what the wallpaper did to me as if it was portraying an image in my own head rather than a realistic image. I continued by painting the scene as if it was in my head and then transitioning into my actual physical state mentally.
In my story, I wanted my narration to be from the first person. I felt as though the narrator should be inside the text, experiencing the moment that I was having. Therefore, I wanted my narration to come from the narrator's perspective. So I would describe my feelings, my physical feelings, and my mental state, as if the narrator was talking directly to me. I wanted my husband to draw the wallpaper in the same way, drawing it from my perspective as if he were in the room with me.
After I had done all of this, I asked my husband to take a look at the new yellow wallpaper room. I was so excited! I had spent so much time creating a completely new mental space, had gone through a lot of trouble, and now it was finished.