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Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 8:21 am
Ren's Class: Dialogue  Few things are more important to a story than dialogue. It's the main way we get to know the vast majority of your characters, it helps move the plot along and prove meaningful exposition when needed. It's hard to do well though. Here's 7 tips to help out: 1. Listen to How People Talk.Slang and Colloquialisms change from place to place and from time to time. Write how your character would actually talk. A Cowboy in the 30's wouldn't call something "cool". A Military general in the future wouldn't refer to something as "rad". Keep in mind how people REALLY talk, the sorts of clauses they use, the slang they use. Don't be afraid of a little research. 2. Keep to the point. Alfred Hitchcock said that a good story was "life, with the dull parts taken out." Edit out the filler words and unessential dialogue -- that is, the dialogue that doesn't contribute to the plot in some way. This keeps the dialogue relevant without being boring. 3. Don't Provide Too Much Info at Once.Few things are worse than having one character tell another character everything in the first chapter of the story. If you need a lot of exposition at once, do it in a prologue, or at least in the narrative. Making it dialogue is awkward and very often out of character. 4. Break Up Dialogue with Action.Remind your reader that your characters are actually doing something other than just spewing words out of their mouths. What are they doing WHILE they speak? Making a sandwich? Reading the paper? Playing the new Pokemon game (As I am, right now)? Remember not to over do this though. We don't need an "He shrugged" "He huffed" "He sighed" after every sentence. 5. Don't Overdo Dialogue Tags.Veering too much beyond "he said/she said" only draws attention to the tags -- and you want the reader's attention centered on your brilliant dialogue, not your ability to think of synonyms for "said." There's really nothing wrong with saying "said". When you get "muttered" "Grumbled" "exclaimed" "stated" "Replied" etc, etc like you're just scrolling down the list of "said synonyms" it tends to break the flow of the narrative. These words are good in moderation, but only in moderation. 6. Stereotypes, Profanity, and Slang.Be aware of falling back on stereotypes, and use profanity and slang sparingly. Stereotypes are boring, slang becomes dated, and profainity in excessive amounts is off putting. Avoid them. 7. Punctuate Dialogue Correctly.The rules for punctuating dialogue can be confusing: many writers need help getting them right in the beginning. Take some time to learn the basics. A reader should get lost in your prose -- not feel lost trying to follow your dialogue. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Writing Prompt: Write some dialogue, obviously. Pick one of the practice scenario's from EACH category (So you'll have 2 in all) below and write about a fourth to half a page on it, paying extra attention to the dialogue. Category 1:-A Girl meets her best friend at the mall while shopping for Christmas Presents. - A Boy breaks up with his girlfriend - An adult finds a small child lost in the grocery store Category 2:- A Princess from a different planet meets with the Earth Ambassador for the first time - A Traveling monk stops at a tavern on his way to the Holy land to buy a drink - There's a malfunction in the control room of the space station. Which of the 2 did you find more difficult? Which was more fun to write? Which do you, personally, feel is more interesting and why?
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 5:17 am
Category 1:- A boy breaks up with his girlfriend.Category 1 He stood behind and faced his back against her. Simply, they were standing back-to-back. They always did this, but it did not hurt him like now. He was about to tell her the most horrifying words he will say in five years since they first met.
"Selene, I..." he said softly as he watched the kids from afar play with their parents at the park. He could barely say the words.
She nodded, well, that's what he felt behind him anyways. "So, is this it? Is this the time when the tied are cut... forever?"
He tried his best to keep the feelings deep inside him. But they began to overwhelm him from his heart. "Yes, I'm sorry..." he answered back. Never in his life with Selene he felt so horrible; he felt guilty and mad.
"I felt it, Red. I felt the coldness days, weeks before. And the pain hurt me the most during those times. But today, I'm numb."
And he began to walk away after briefly holding her hand tightly. Just as she thought, the pain from several weeks before was nothing compared to this. Category 2:- There's a malfunction in the control room of the space station.Category 2 The alarm sounds were deafening. But Captain Frederick Henson paid it no attention; he continued to his seat and examined the status of the Control Room. He looked around and he saw Eileen Marie continuously and relentlessly type things in her console; her eyes did not spare a single glance at her captain.
"Captain." She suddenly called in a straight and emotionless tone. At last, Frederick thought to himself. "There is a sudden shock somewhere in the main Electronics Section of the ship. If this electrical shock does not stop in time, Twilight Ocean will lose its control in these following sectors: Life-Support, Security, Navigation and Engine Maintenance."
This is a grave situation; four sectors at once is very dangerous. "What's the word from the Maintenance Crew? We need them immediately?"
Eileen shook her head and frustration appeared from her face. "Unable to establish contact to the Maintenance Section of the station. It is further implied that the electrical shock destroyed communication and navigation to the Maintenance Section; they are trapped inside the sector."
Frederick slammed his fists at his console and sent it sparking. "Damn it! There must be someone who knows how to deal with this problem."
"Captain!"
This time, Frederick rushed to Eileen's side and observed her console. "Cage partition suddenly opened in the Quarantine Section of the ship; all contained subjects from Cages A to R are released and are rampant in the ship. Scanning..."
"Damn this!" Frederick swore under his breath. The ship is losing its grip all around. And then he remembered the strange creature that they picked up several days before; it was n cage E!
"It is further known that the electrical shock cause the malfunction in the Quarantine Section, captain. What shall we do?"
"Contact the people from the Health Sector and civilians in the Passenger Sector and immediately send them to the Security Vaults. I am going down to th Electronics Sector myself. Continue to contact the Maintenance Section; send them at the Electronics as soon as you establish contact. Something is out there..."
And Frederick rushed out of the room with a gun in his hand. Eileen looked at him depart for a moment and then continued n her work. She began tapping keys on the console but none of them would respond; the moment she feared the greatest came.
She immediately pushed a red button at the farthest right side of the console and pushed it. Suddenly, a red warning sign appeared in the screen.
"Now switching to Override Mode. This is Vice-Captain Eileen Marie." She said and paused for a moment. "People of Twilight Ocean, I hereby state to you that there is a violent and aggressive creature loose on-board the station and will attack people on sight. I require for everyone to proceed to the Security Vaults of every level. I am distressed to say that the Bridge has now lost control of the Twilight Ocean. Well, I found the first category more difficult because the scene seem a little bit vague than the second category. And it was fun to write the second one; I love chaos. XD And I personally feel interesting would be the second one. Why? Because, I like when things goes into chaos and not in order. Ahahahaha! Uhm... Is it okay to skip in this class? 4laugh
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 6:12 am
XD Of course. Do whichever lessons appeal to you, Kei.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 6:14 am
Thank you, Ms. Ren! Ahahaha! So, that's my assignment! How was it? biggrin
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:56 am
keichaos Thank you, Ms. Ren! Ahahaha! So, that's my assignment! How was it? biggrin Loved it Kei. I really enjoyed the second one. It had a lot of jargon, but it all made perfect sense. Worked really well.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:29 am
Thank you! I was nervous if I did it wrong or you didn't like it. Oh, what's a jargon? [is dumbfounded]
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:34 am
keichaos Thank you! I was nervous if I did it wrong or you didn't like it. Oh, what's a jargon? [ is dumbfounded] Jargon is the the technical terminology or characteristic idiom of a special activity or group. Basically it's the special "slang" for a certain group or profession. So an Astronomer could say "Yeah, I was measuring the parallax of that red shifted object and I think it's a MACHO." and another Astronomer would totally understand, but you would have no idea what he meant.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:39 am
Oh! Ahahaha! I'm sorry about those... uh... jargons... mrgreen
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 9:47 am
keichaos Oh! Ahahaha! I'm sorry about those... uh... jargons... mrgreen No, no, it's good. I liked it. The jargon made it more believable. What I was saying was that there was the presence of Jargon, but we had enough context to know what you meant, so it was really good.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 8:37 am
[Ren The Ryoko] Category 1:- An adult finds a small child lost in the grocery store
Sally sped through the store juggling the essentials and wondering, as she did every time, why she hadn't picked up a basket. As she rounded a corner to the biscuit eisle she almost fell over a young boy sat on the floor and holding a packet of hob nobs; his wide eyes filling with tears.
Sally placed her burden on the floor and approached the boy, "Hey there tiger, where's your mummy?"
The boys silent tears intensified until he was outright bawling.
"Shhh it's ok," Sally knelt down next to him, taking one of his hands in hers, "Come on honey, let's find your mummy."
The boy sniffed and nodded, fat tears still dripping down his cheeks.
"What does your mummy look like?"
He looked around him as if searching for the words, "She's my mummy."
"I know honey and let's try to find her. What colour hair does she have?"
"Brown." his bottom lip wobbled, fresh tears threatened.
"That's good! Do you know what she's wearing?"
"um... I don't know. She was wearing a coat."
"Do you know what colour?"
The boy started to cry again, "I just want my mummy!"
"shhh, I know and we'll find her. Come on, let's go to see if she over there and you tell me if you can see her." With that Sally picked the boy up and headed towards customer services. "Shall we ask this nice man to ask your mummy to come and find you here?"
The little boy nodded, watching the young man at customer service with hopeful eyes.
"Excuse me, I've just found this little boy in the store. He's lost his Mum."
The young man nodded sympathetically and reached for the microphone, "what's your name, kid?"
The little boy blinked his tears away, "Bradley."
"Ok Bradley! let's get your mum over here then, shall we?" He turned to the microphone and pressed the read button. A crackle sounded before his voice boomed across the store demanding everyones attention. "Attention please, this is a customer announcement: Can the mother of a lost child by the name of Bradley, please come to customer services. Thank you!"
[Ren The Ryoko] Category 2:- A Traveling monk stops at a tavern on his way to the Holy land to buy a drink
Brother William's robes brushed the dirt track as he made his way to the solid oak doors, the noisy rabble within made him feel out of place. Once inside he followed the other patrons' example and leaned on the bar.
The barman cautiously made his way to the monk, wiping the counter in front of him. "What can I get you?" "Oh good evening Sir! Could I have a water please?"
The crowd at the bar hid their faces as they laughed merrily amongst themselves.
"A water?" the barman rolled his eyes. "Yes please. It's a warm day out and I have a long journey ahead of me." "This is a pub, monk. You do know that, right? We serve booze." "I appreciate that but I do have a long journey ahead and I haven't seen anywhere open to purchase a drink; I will be paying." With that Brother William pulled a few notes from his pocket and placed them on the counter, "for your trouble, of course."
The barman sighed but grabbed a glass from the storage shelf above the bar and headed into the back room. He returned within a few moments with the glass full to the brim of clear liquid.
"Your water." he slammed the glass onto the counter, water sloshing over the sides. The barman pushed the notes back to the monk with an uneasy expression. "Keep your money, I may not be a God-fearing man but it doesn't seem right taking money from you."
"Why, thank you! That's very generous of you. God bless!" Brother William finished his glass then waved his farewells to the barman. "I'll be on my way, have a good evening!"
Which of the 2 did you find more difficult? the second. Which was more fun to write? probably the second one actually. Which do you, personally, feel is more interesting and why? i think the second has the potential to be more interesting as it isn't that common you see a monk in a bar. Finding lost children is actually quite a regular occurence.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 8:32 pm
I'm doing only one today. The other category I'll probably try anytime... Not now, though. It's half past midnight and I'm sleepy. =) I hope you like it, sensei.
--------- Category 1: -A Girl meets her best friend at the mall while shopping for Christmas Presents. --------- Lily stood in front of a Calvin Klein showcase and her eyes traveled from the v-neck shirt one of the mannequins were wearing to the shoes lying on a support. Beautiful clothing to beautiful men, she thought, a pity those products were way beyond the tight budged she had to live with that December. After buying her little sisters two lovely teddy bears, her mother a brand new purse and her dad a new wallet, she found herself almost broke – Yet, her brother deserved something special.
Holding her shopping bags on her left hand, she fished her cell phone from her coat's pocket with the free hand. It was only three in the afternoon but she felt tired like she'd been working all day long. It would soon be dark and cold outside and going home would turn into a nightmarish trip. On that day, especially, she actually wanted to be home as sooner as possible. Lily hated the fact she lived so far away from downtown. Spotting a Levis' Strauss store she hadn't noticed before, Lily smiled. Levis' wasn't that expensive.
She walked in, headed straight to the male department and leaned over a rack of polo shirts.
"Lily!" Someone yelled. She was sure she knew that voice. She turned her head to the left, looking through the glass, but saw no one she knew. "Lily!" The voice repeated and, before she turned around to find Kyle walking over to her, she knew it was him.
"Where did you come from, Kyle?" She asked, giving him a half hug with the hand that wasn't holding the bunch of bags.
"Saw you when I was passing by." He replied, motioning with his hand as to explain the exact path he had done. "Dan's over there with his mom."
"Dan... You mean, your Dan?"
"Yeah," He smirked. Lily has always thought of Kyle's smile and teeth as perfect. They were clear white and as straight as they could get. She had used bracers for over two years and her teeth were far from being like his. Plus, he was one of those guys who not only smiled with their mouth, but with their eyes. She loved his smile. "My Dan."
"You're out with him and…" She paused, eying her friend suspiciously. "...His mother?"
"Yessir, Dan's mother. You want any help with those things?" Kyle inquired, already reaching out for the bags she was holding. "You look like Santa Claus with these."
"They're not so big!" She protested, pouting and checking on her cell phone again. Three and fifteen. No messages from anyone. No calls.
"It's you that's too little." He mocked her, patting her head. Lily was indeed short, but it didn't help that Kyle was one of the biggest boys in their class. She often suggested he'd try for the basketball team, but he never listened. Such a height put to waste. "Say, it looks like you've got enough presents here already. You need more?"
"Yeah. For my brother." She answered, turning around and resuming her task. She spotted a grey tee-shirt with green stripes and held it up. "Do you remember him?"
"Yeah… Of ‘course!"
"What do you mean, of ‘course?" She inquired, raising a brow.
"You know what I mean." He said, chuckling. "Is he back from France already?"
"No. Still two years to go until he finishes his major there… But he's coming over for Christmas. Took the plane some hours ago, it seems." Deciding against the grey tee-shirt, she put it back on the rack and walked some steps ahead. Her brother was a tall, handsome man. With a slender body and a rigid posture – She couldn't just buy him anything. It had to fit. "I wanna be home before he arrives. Dad said I can drive to the airport to pick him up."
"Freddie's always been your favorite, hasn't he?"
Lily smirked. "I think, yeah… Maybe it's because he's six years older, I don't know."
"Maybe it's because he's hot?" Kyle suggested playfully.
"Oh, shut the ******** up, Kyle." She spat, grinning. From another rack she retrieved a dark blue v-neck. "Keep my macho brother away from your gayness. Now, come here." She asked, but it sounded more like a demand. The boy walked over, standing in front of the girl as she placed the v-neck in front of his torso. "Imagine yourself a successful lawyer. Would you wear this?"
"No." He said straight away. "I know he must look serious but that shirt is just too plain. Kind of ugly, too. Try… Let's see…" His voice faded as he reached his arm out and searched the rack for something he liked. In a minute or so, he retrieved a beige bottom-up shirt. It was a very fine fabric, with a small detail on the collar. All in all, a beautiful shirt. "I'd wear this."
"Beige? For Freddie?" She sounded insecure, but she, too, had liked the choice. Taking the shirt from her friend's hands, she inspected it further. She even smelled it.
"Beige would stand out on Freddie, believe me. He'll look even hotter on that." He smiled again, and she returned the gesture with a grin. Kyle was right. That shirt did fit Freddie. Deciding for it, she walked over to the counter, already retrieving her wallet from her purse. The best part of it was that it fit her budget. She couldn't wait to see Freddie again after two long years. The family all gathered again for the Christmas sounded like awesome plans for the weekend. As soon as she paid for the product, Lily and Kyle walked out of the store.
"I suppose you'd better go back to Dan, right?"
"Yeah… I doubt he misses me, though." He joked, smiling. Lily could tell he was head over heels for the boy. She had met Dan on only a few occasions, since her friend's lover was older and attending to University at the nearby city. Yet, ever since they had started dating, Kyle had been very faithful and horribly in love. It was pretty cute to see him like that. She loved it when Kyle was happy and confident.
"Does his mom know?"
"She does. Cool, right? We can be ourselves in front of her without a problem. Feels so right you wouldn't know." The tall boy answered, handing the girl her bags. "We're completing one year next month, did I tell you?"
"I remember. It was on my birthday's week that you met him."
"Yeah! Right." He said, smacking his own head. "Blessed be that week. You know, we should really catch up, Lily. Ever since you started working, I barely see you."
"I'm sorry…. Things have been a real mess lately. But I promise I'll make up for it, Kyle. We could hang out next week…. After Christmas. Me, Freddie, Dan and you. What do you say?"
"I'm all for it, baby!" He assured, giving her another hug. "I really gotta go, now. Otherwise my mother in law will be suspicious." Kyle was such a joke, Lily thought after she hugged him and watched him go. They should really make up for the lost time… With Freddie together, it would certainly feel like life couldn't be better. The most special people were the most special gifts. She turned around and walked away.
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