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Guest post: Choosing the right words for your story by Samantha Gray

Tonight’s guest blog post, on the topic of language, is brought to you by freelance writer Samantha Gray.

Choosing the right words for your story

I’d like to share an iteration of a children’s folk tale that deals with the realities of the natural world. I think the tale is a simple but effective example of importance of word choice and usage in narration. Sit back, read on, and enjoy what is probably the most overlooked topics in a typical freshman writing seminar. I’ll simply call my tale “The Salmon and the Grizzly”.

On a cold morning in the fall, a big brown grizzly bear was making its way to a nearby river. The grizzly was hungry for a meal, and hoped to find something that would satisfy his appetite. The sound of his grunts filled the crisp air as he rooted around the riverbed.

Now, this grizzly was not your typical bear. He preferred eating roots, vegetables, and bugs all day long. This was quite an unusual trait for a grizzly, as they mostly ate fish in the river or smaller animals in the forest. But this grizzly was content to avoid all the work that went along with hunting.

While the grizzly was turning over rocks near the bank, he spied a flash of silver in the water.

It was a big salmon, swimming upstream.

“Hello, Mr. Salmon! How are you today?” said the grizzly to the fish, approaching the river. The grizzly was a lover of good conversation, and wished for some company while he ate.

Naturally the salmon was quite scared about a greeting from a bear. He knew that bears, especially grizzlies, preferred eating salmon whole rather than talking to them.

The grizzly guessed the salmon’s fears, so he tred carefully into the river, smiling with his grizzly teeth in an attempt to seem friendly. “I don’t want to harm you, I don’t even eat fish. Really!” said the grizzly.

As if to prove this fact, the grizzly opened up a paw to reveal a few bugs and a stubby brown root. “This is what I eat,” he said to the salmon.

Maybe it was the beautiful weather or maybe it was grizzly’s smile. Whatever it was, the salmon seemed convinced that the grizzly meant no harm, so he swam up to the bear and introduced himself as Mr. Salmon. The two spent the morning talking about many things, including the changing season, the happenings of the forest, and the bizarre habits of salmon. They spoke to each other all morning. The sound of the river current was the only other sound in the area besides their voices.

After a while, Mr. Salmon said told Mr. Grizzly that he had to get going upstream to take care of business. Mr. Grizzly moved his great big furry paw towards the Mr. Salmon as if to wave goodbye, but at the last moment he reached for the fish, flung him in the air, and gulped him down in one big bite. The entire event took only a few seconds.

Mr. Grizzly almost could not believe what did, but this was not the first time he had slipped from his bug and vegetable diet. “I can’t help it,” he said sadly to himself as he crossed the river to the other side of the forest. “It’s in my nature.”

So…what was that all about? Stories like this one exemplify why language choice is imperative to proper storytelling. This is a children’s story about dangerous animals acting upon their nature, even if they intend otherwise. Grizzlies eating salmon is a completely normal occurrence in the natural world.

At a glance, the story is meant to portray grizzlies for the animals they are, so that children understand that these creatures—while cuddly, witty, and funny in cartoon depictions—are meat-eating animals at heart. It took the conventional anthropomorphizing in children’s stories and turned it on its head by giving an animal its real habits. The narration was setting up the obvious the whole time by constantly reminding the reader about how “most” grizzlies are dangerous to salmon, so you had a good idea about how this tale would end up.

The language was necessarily simplistic and clean because it only had to relay the message of animal instinct. Had the language about eating of the salmon been more graphic or descriptive, it would have lost its instructional impact to children. Instead, the story would come off as a needlessly horrific tale about an amiable bear that senselessly eats a newfound friend. Instead, I tried to achieve writing an animal fairy tale in the same vein as those with deceptive foxes and wise turtles.

The story won’t win any literary prizes, but it should teach a few writers the importance of word choice, particularly student writers in college just getting their hands dirty. How do you use language to temper the strengths of your stories?

Thank you, Samantha, that was really interesting, and I loved the story, like a midweek Flash Fiction Friday. :)

Samantha Gray is a freelance writer based in Houston, Texas, who offers college advice to those interested in furthering their studies and careers. She can be reached for questions or comments at samanthagray024@gmail.com.

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5PM Fiction 075: Good with his hands

Welcome to the seventy-fifth in this daily series that is ‘5pm Fiction’.

Late April 2011 I discovered http://StoryADay.org and the project that is to write 31 stories in 31 days. Anyone who knows me or follows this blog, knows how passionate I am about short stories so my clichéd eyes lit up at this new marvel. And just a few days later there I was, breathing life into new characters. This went on to become (with some editing of course) my 31-story collection eBook Story A Day May 2011.

I was nearing completion of the 2012 project when I decided that I didn’t want to stop at the end of May so 5PM Fiction was born. I put a load of prompts on the 5PM Fiction page and today’s was to write a story including the following keywords: strong, shut, idea, maybe, blink – so here is my 428-worder.

Good with his hands

It had been Mavis’ idea to shut early. “Too quiet,” she’d said, despite knowing there’d be a rush when the schools turned out. Today, I guessed, she couldn’t face children running around while their mothers tried on designer wear for a fraction of the price, and then tried to haggle.

“Maybe,” I’d said, hoping she’d change her mind, but she was as strong as her Yorkshire tea – decision made, job done.

So went down the blinds, “the blinkers to the world” she’d say, and that was it, afternoon off to do with as she wished.

Never time off, she’d make sure of that, but do chores that could have waited, nothing worth losing money over. I knew why she was doing it, the shop was no longer the haven she’d bought into, but one that had become mine. Without it I just had Mavis for company and… well, you can have too much of a good thing, as the saying goes.

I’d always been the practical one, said I’d help her with her ‘business-on-a-whim’, but a little goldmine as it turned out, even with mornings like this one.

I stood back as she locked up and tucked the keys into her bag… zipped it up as if it contained the crown jewels, then she took my arm and we walked home, stopping only to look in the charity shop’s window.

Awash with activity, a queue at the changing room, another at the till – all middle-aged women saving money to make their housekeeping go further – I wasn’t surprised at what happened next.

Mavis squeezed my arm and looked at the door. We’d been married for 40 years so I knew what was going through her mind; buy from the charity shop, sell in hers. Win, win.

I nodded. She released her hold on my arm and opened the door, striding over the threshold  a woman on a mission.

While I waited outside, I knew when I was surplus to requirement, my attention turned to the young man behind the counter; a gap-year student helping the British Red Cross instead of backpacking to more exotic locations. I never went to university, instead taking an apprenticeship at a local engineers… where I met Mavis, an assistant in the accounts department, good with figures while I’m good with my hands. So things would have been different if I’d gone to uni, maybe I’d have met someone else; a blonde instead of a brunette, with a willowy figure instead of petite and curvy, just like the lady now staring back at me.

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