Dear Imran:
First of all I have to tell you that this is a wonderful story. I honestly enjoyed reading it. In fact, to be able to give you any constructive suggestions I had to really look for them. But that is what you asked for so here goes.
One issue I saw was the direct answers your characters gave to each other. An oblique response could help to create some tension and suspense.
“Please, Carrie, I need this. I have never let you down before, have I? The baby won’t be a problem, I promise. It’s the only chance I have of getting that promotion.” Antoinette pleaded, a hint of desperation creeping into her voice now.
“I know love. I’m sorry about the whole thing, I really am. You do understand my situation though? You’ll still be on the team, but I’m letting Jodie head the project.”
I would suggest that you break up these small speeches and place them back and forth. Something like:
“Please, Carrie, I need this.”
“You’ll still be on the team.”
The baby won’t be a problem,
“I’m letting Jodie head the project
Something like this. But understand, what you wrote is good stuff. These are only some help by breaking your story down. But I love your story as is.
Anytime someone ask a question, if the other person answers it, it is boring. When someone ask a question, and the other person may ask a different question, you create tension—the stuff of good fiction.
I have to tell you that you have done an absolutely wonderful job being visual in your description.
legs the length of the Eiffel tower, Great stuff! luggage bags as big as coffins,” In fact the scene you picture in the train station with people coming in, and people leaving, was absolutely wonderful. reading glasses perpetually perched on the tip of his long nose. His spiked hair, tinted in a variety of colours, reminded Antoinette of a peacock. His companion Rajav, was a short, slightly chubby Indian with a massive beard. Jodie Robertson was reclined in one of the swivel chairs, arms folded behind her head. You do a GREAT JOB visualizing!!
He was even more good looking up close. His hair was perfectly trimmed short, a studded earring sparkled on his left ear. A black scorpion tattoo covered one side of his neck and contrasted sharply with his light skin.” I love this.
shampoo reminded him of a tropical flower garden in full bloom. He brought a strand of hair to his nose and inhaled deeply. And,
Gabby raised his head from her lap and looked around as if noticing his surrounding for the first time. The previously white walls of the house had been repainted a light blue colour. A huge glass chandelier hung from the grooved white ceiling, matching the impeccable white marble tiles on the floor. A winding staircase led up to the bedrooms on the first floor. The only decoration in the room apart from the various paintings that hung on the walls, was the large TV sitting beside a long book and DVD shelf. The whole setting looked like something out of a luxury home decoration catalogue. Again, great visualization.
” well, well, if it ain’t the mad doctor. What the f*** were you thinking man? what’s with the blond beard? “ Andy threw his bag on the doorstep and lunged at Dean. The two men grabbed each other and wrestled around the front lawn.” I tell my students to show your characters doing something, and this is a perfect example.
However, my comments about using oblique dialog could really be used when the story went to,
” you definitely look like a retired porn star. I don’t know how you manage to hold on to a medical licence when you look like a maniac? “
”Like I told Antou, I was trying to look respectable and professional. I don’t know where it went wrong. And, for your information, I’m a brilliant doctor. “ Dean retorted.
He picked up an apple from the fruit bowl in front of them, ” Now stop dissing a brother and turn on the bloody TV, the game is already on. “
” There you go boys, help yourselves, with all that shouting you’ll need these. “ Antoinette walked back in, carrying a tray of drinks and glasses.
” Hey Antou, will you do us a favour? take a look at Dean and tell me what you see. He thinks he’s black now, “ Andy said.
” I think he’s having an identity crisis, I see a white man who badly needs a shaving machine? “ Antoinette teased. “ Don’t get it twisted Dean, stay white. “
She gave Gabby a kiss and sat down on the arm of the sofa beside him. He was about to say something to Dean but she cut him off,
” Don’t even try babe, you ain’t black either, it’s just me and Andy. “
” Yeah! You better recognise, son! The world wouldn’t be any fun without us, “ Andy said.
”Well, wouldn’t have been any slaves either.“ Dean countered, earning himself a pinch from Antoinette.
” True, brother,“ Gabby said raising his hand for a high five.
” Don’t high five me, you ain’t white either,“ Dean mocked, ” you’re a hybrid pal, the ‘in-betweener’. A minute ago you couldn’t wait to point out that I’m not bla... “
These responses are too direct. Antoinette had a terrible day. Perhaps if she made some comments during their joking around, that showed that all things weren’t great of the home front. If you use this, don’t explain her comments to the other guest or the reader. I would like to see some hint of pain from her comments. Everyone else would think her comment was from being pregnant, but it could leave the husband, and the reader, to wonder. Another place you could break up the dialog to create tension is:
“Look, forget I said anything, alright? Just take me to work?” Antoinette Snapped. “There is no point talking to you. To you my career is unimportant? You have any idea how hard I worked to get this far? But of course you’re not the one losing a golden opportunity, walking around with this huge belly? Struggling with the simplest tasks and the constant back pain!”
“Babe, Nobody is asking you to quit ok, it’s just maternity leave. I know you’re good at your job. Nothing will stop you from reaching your goals no matter how long a break you take.” He tried to appease. The cold stare and the furious glint in his wife’s eyes was sufficient indication that he should have kept his mouth shut.
“Oh, So you think they’ll just leave the position vacant until I feel like going back? I cannot take breaks if I want to advance in this job, Gabriel, especially not at this exigent juncture. This is a major promotion we’re talking about.”
Exigent? Big word for a morning convo with your husband.
He knew not to say it aloud. She was getting angry and anything he said would fuel her anger. She had such a short fuse he mused, suppressing a rueful smile,
Antoinette shot him an annoyed look. “What are you smiling about? You think this is funny?”
“Not at all babe. Nothing like that. Um,,. are you taking a cab home or am I picking you up?” he
“I’ll take a taxi.” She shot back, already halfway out of the car.
“Alright, have a nice day, babe.” he leaned over towards the lowered window of the passenger door, “I love you!” he shouted after her.
He smiled to himself again as she unceremoniously returned the sentiment without bothering to turn.
You could break this up with Gabby trying to help but digging himself into a deeper hole with each comment. I would use the quick fire comments. One says one thing, and then the other says something that doesn’t seem to fit. Back and forth, back and forth, bang bang. Try not to allow anyone to answer a direct question. That is what we do in the real world, but fiction is not the real world. We don’t want the normal or information, we want to be moved by what the characters say as much as what they don’t say.
I remember a story that had a person making a call and getting stuck in one of those recordings that has this computer voice offering several options and whenever you click on one of the options, it gives you several more options. Boring stuff. Not on your life. The author made it quick fire, the recording, and then the character’s thoughts and action. Back and forth, over and over. It was wonderful.
Well, that’s it. But please don’t let these comments upset you. You are a great writer that has learned this craft very well. I had to be pretty picky to find anything, but I did want to help. However, remember this: When you read someone’s comments, if your reaction is, “That’s great stuff!” Then use it. If it isn’t, keep what you have. After all, you must make the final decision.
Anyway, thank you for allowing me to read your story. I plan on keeping a look out for chapter 4 and beyond. (Sorry for making this so long. I felt like I had to include your writing so that you could follow my train of thought.)
Rick Forster
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