I’m currently editing a story that needs some help. The tale lacks
energy. It could use a verbal kick in the pants.
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I culled out some of the crutch words—just, really, a lot, very,
slightly—I’ve got a slew of them. They fill up the story without doing anything
to advance it. They sneakily leaked in while I composed. When I pulled them
out, the story became more efficient. The reader arrived at the point more
quickly. But the piece still lacked vibrancy.
I blame the verbs. I’ve got some bland ones tucked into the tale. And I
compensated by jacking up the adverbs. “But it’s not my fault,” he said
defensively. “I think it’s in my biology,” he added genetically.
Stephen King, in his craft memoir, On Writing, should have taught
me this. He reminds me of the elementary lesson that verbs come in two
types—active and passive. With an active verb, the subject is doing something.
With a passive verb, the subject is just letting it happen. Even when my
subject is active, she sometimes moves into a room instead of gliding or
stomping. Stronger verbs, like specific nouns, help the readers form a better
picture.
As I mentioned in the previous paragraph, I’m not sure the blandness is
entirely my fault. As a species, I believe that we have more trouble with
verbs. Humans want to name things. We like to slap labels on stuff we see. If
we name it, we’re on our way to understanding it. We give ourselves control.
Linguist Jess Zafarris says that English has three times as many nouns as
verbs. We’re skilled at naming things.
Down the road, Zafarris says, we back-form and create verbs from the
pre-existing nouns. “Evaluation,” and “regurgitation,” for instance, both
existed long before the verbs “evaluate,” or “regurgitate” came into existence.
Our English verbs are always playing catch up.
William Shakespeare gets credit for inventing a host of new English
words. Many of those were verbs that emerged from pre-existing nouns. Among the
back-formed verbs he created are “negotiate” from “negotiation,” and
“metamorphose” from “metamorphosis.”
We’re hardwired for the naming of things. The more analytical process of
describing action, however, proves harder for humans. Motion is less tangible.
Across languages, processing verbs in sentences is more neurologically
demanding than processing nouns. From an evolutionary biology standpoint, our
species wants to preserve that brain power. We may need those little gray cells
suddenly to scheme our way out of becoming prey. Self-preserving authors, like
me, tend to rely on forms of “to be,” and other simple, unimaginative verbs.
Then when we need a little zest, we succumb to the temptation of adding
adverbs.
That’s my story for the rough draft. I’m blaming Darwin and evolutionary
biology.
Having identified the problem, the solution emerges—edit. I’ll live with
getting the wrong words down initially. I can’t edit a blank screen, to
paraphrase Jodi Picoult. Once something tumbles onto the page, I’ll test the
verbs, asking if this is the best choice for the situation being described.
Would it reinforce character if he “lumbered” rather than merely “walked”?
Almost certainly.
The “be” verbs are easy fixes. They can reliably be traded for more
interesting options.
“The body was in the den” becomes “The body lay in the den.” At least
with “lay,” I’m describing the body doing something, as much as a dead body can
reasonably be expected to do. Perhaps it morphs into “Sluggo carried the body
into the den.” The focus gets changed off the body and onto the actor.
I’ll work through the short story and send it off. Someday, I hope,
readers will see it. I don’t know where or when. All I know is that the version
that eventually surfaces won’t look anything like the version I’m working
through now. The nouns you might recognize, but the verbs will look very
different.
I'll be traveling when this posts, on the hunt for good nouns and better verbs.
Until next time.
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