Show Don't Tell Sentences
What do you think "Show don't tell" means?
I think it means when, you are telling a story but you're being very descriptive, you are trying to show someone what you can see or have seen, or its trying to get some else to have a view of your story or picture it.
I think it means when, you are telling a story but you're being very descriptive, you are trying to show someone what you can see or have seen, or its trying to get some else to have a view of your story or picture it.
Original S.D.T.S- These are not well descriptive short stories.
The buildings were tall.
My version- The height of the buildings looked as they were the height of a mountain.
The buildings were tall.
My version- The height of the buildings looked as they were the height of a mountain.
Sarah was really upset.
My version- The anger on her face could not be described, she was as red as a Santa hat.
My version- The anger on her face could not be described, she was as red as a Santa hat.
She was so happy to see him.
My version- Her face seemed brighter than ever, her smile going from ear to ear, you could tell she was excited as she waited.
My version- Her face seemed brighter than ever, her smile going from ear to ear, you could tell she was excited as she waited.
The lake was beautiful.
My version- The light from the sun glistened onto the water as the warm breeze was flowing with the water, it was like you were in a dream.
My version- The light from the sun glistened onto the water as the warm breeze was flowing with the water, it was like you were in a dream.
Setting it up:
A Ghost Town In The Wild Old West-
I can hear the loud cries and groaning from a distance. I am slowly following the silent screams, as I take a glance around where I'm at, there is no person in sight, I am out in a desolated place. I am sensing a dark and gloomy entity, my eyes have adjusted to the dimness of night, the only light to be seen is the moonlight that glistens from my pocketed gun. In the distance I see a small town hall and a couple of stores, but no light to be seen, and no person around, the sand has built up a wall around the buildings, it is dark, gloomy and dead. I get out my flask, take the last sip and let the liquid linger on my tongue. The sweetness and saltiness are all I can savour. The End.
Taking a dip-
I am swimming for my life, I start to take notice of the sirens as I'm being pulled under more into the rip. I start taking short breaths, begging for air, the bitterness of salt from the water is lingering on my tongue. I'm moving too far out, the sirens start becoming faint, I am trying to hold myself above the waves, I suddenly get pushed against the side of a large rock, giving me time to grab and climb onto safety, waiting for the lifeguards to notice me. I can feel a warm liquid slowly going down the side of my cheek, remembering my head hit the rock, noticing the blood starts to get me frightened and confused, my mind turns blank and I pass out. I woke up in a warm bed, noticing that everything was a dream. The End.
Into the flames-
I start inhaling the toxic gases in the air, I am feeling nauseous, my mind is spinning, I am tripping over furniture whilst trying to get my way to my family outside, the smoke begins to make my breathing heavy, my vision begins to blur, I slowly hit the floor, hearing in a distance screams of my name from my family, and I feel the floor begin to shake as wood planks begin to fall, and the walls. As tears were rolling down my face, ash lands inside my mouth. I start gasping for air and all I could think about in that moment is if I would get to see my family one last time. As my eyes get heavy so I close them, I can sense someone lifting my body but I am too weak to respond, so I pass out, the next day I wake up in the hospital and gladly my family were fine and I just had some cuts and small burns.
Setting as a backdrop-
The concert-
The building is as packed as a field of corn, the sound was deafening and the lights were as blinding as staring into the sun. The vibrations from the speakers had spread through the floor, I could feel my chest bumping with the beat and vibrations, drinks ended either down every bodies throat or on the floor. Glow sticks were cut opened up and ended up on the walls, the place was like a loud neon room.
Creating a protagonist-
Definition-
Main character/lead of a movie or novel-any story line.
A Ghost Town In The Wild Old West-
I can hear the loud cries and groaning from a distance. I am slowly following the silent screams, as I take a glance around where I'm at, there is no person in sight, I am out in a desolated place. I am sensing a dark and gloomy entity, my eyes have adjusted to the dimness of night, the only light to be seen is the moonlight that glistens from my pocketed gun. In the distance I see a small town hall and a couple of stores, but no light to be seen, and no person around, the sand has built up a wall around the buildings, it is dark, gloomy and dead. I get out my flask, take the last sip and let the liquid linger on my tongue. The sweetness and saltiness are all I can savour. The End.
Taking a dip-
I am swimming for my life, I start to take notice of the sirens as I'm being pulled under more into the rip. I start taking short breaths, begging for air, the bitterness of salt from the water is lingering on my tongue. I'm moving too far out, the sirens start becoming faint, I am trying to hold myself above the waves, I suddenly get pushed against the side of a large rock, giving me time to grab and climb onto safety, waiting for the lifeguards to notice me. I can feel a warm liquid slowly going down the side of my cheek, remembering my head hit the rock, noticing the blood starts to get me frightened and confused, my mind turns blank and I pass out. I woke up in a warm bed, noticing that everything was a dream. The End.
Into the flames-
I start inhaling the toxic gases in the air, I am feeling nauseous, my mind is spinning, I am tripping over furniture whilst trying to get my way to my family outside, the smoke begins to make my breathing heavy, my vision begins to blur, I slowly hit the floor, hearing in a distance screams of my name from my family, and I feel the floor begin to shake as wood planks begin to fall, and the walls. As tears were rolling down my face, ash lands inside my mouth. I start gasping for air and all I could think about in that moment is if I would get to see my family one last time. As my eyes get heavy so I close them, I can sense someone lifting my body but I am too weak to respond, so I pass out, the next day I wake up in the hospital and gladly my family were fine and I just had some cuts and small burns.
Setting as a backdrop-
The concert-
The building is as packed as a field of corn, the sound was deafening and the lights were as blinding as staring into the sun. The vibrations from the speakers had spread through the floor, I could feel my chest bumping with the beat and vibrations, drinks ended either down every bodies throat or on the floor. Glow sticks were cut opened up and ended up on the walls, the place was like a loud neon room.
Creating a protagonist-
Definition-
Main character/lead of a movie or novel-any story line.
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