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August 8, 2015

Dialogue Prompt: This is what ignorance does

I found this quote on LawfulEvilNovelist’s blog called Every Writer Needs a Safe Place to Write. They write some amazing things, so I suggest you check them out.

Now onto my writing…

The village was demolished upon their arrival.

Caldor didn’t know what could have led to such a scene.

Bodies hung from the timber posts of what remained of the houses. Smoke smouldered from what had been the piers in the streets. Other villagers lay scattered about like dolls over, under and across the wreckage. The smell of chard flesh was enough to make him gag.

“What in the seven hells?”

It was Foe who broke the silence, as the large man slid off the back of his war-beast. The creature ruffled its feathers before giving a low moan. It too was unnerved by the utter horrors that lay before them.

“They probably found some stupid reason to justify their actions.” Caldor kicked away the charred remains of a shattered clay party mask. “I don’t know where that light came from though.”

“Could it have done this?” Foe wandered over to examine one of the bodies laying down on the blackened cobblestone.

Caldor couldn’t answer his friend’s question. It wasn’t like him to not know something, but anything was possible. That light they had seen from the Glass Tower wasn’t of this world. It was the powers that lay beyond the veil, where the Eternal and the Gods resided.

Was it possible that the Gods had done this?

“Caldor, come see this.”

The old scholar hurried to where his friend had called him. He doubted now that it was all the Gods actions that brought forth this massacre.

Two piles were made side-by-side; women and children in one, men in the other. All were Morzian, the peaceful folk that lived in the mountain village. Any sign of their attackers had been removed. The villagers bodies were sorted. Their throats slit like animals.

This was not the work of the Gods.

“This.” Caldor sighed, sweeping his arm through the air. “This is what ignorance does.”

“I think it’s more than ignorance.” Foe replied, covering his mouth with his glove.

The man had a point. There was hatred in these actions. Whoever had done this didn’t just want to make a point, they wanted nothing and no one to remain. What had happened to justify such brutality? What did these people know that led to their utter demise?

“Come, Foe, there are still things here I must see, and we don’t have much time before those Snakes return.” Caldor turned, hurrying away.

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I said. She said. He said… Is said really dead?


One thing I remember from learning how to write stories in elementary school… which feels like 100 years ago… is that you should never use the word said.

Okay, I understand that it can get annoying to read that word over and over again.

“Hi.” She said.

“Hello.” He said back.

“Lovely weather.” She said.

“Yes… it is.” He said in return.

There isn’t much emotion in what they are saying. Using other words besides said can make a huge difference in how a conversation is perceived by your reader.

“Hi.” She called.

“Hello.” He replied.

“Lovely weather.” She chirped.

“Yes… it is.” He sighed.

That there gives the reader some idea of how the character is approaching the situation. With that being said… I do not believe said is dead. Using the word in moderation – like anything in writing – can help move a story along.

“Hi.” She said.

“Hello.” He replied.

“Lovely weather.” She chirped.

“Yes… it is.” He sighed.

Using said with descriptive words after it, also helps break up the repetitiveness.

“Hi.” She said, hurrying over to the bus stop.

“Hello.” He replied, pulling his bag closer to his side. He hadn’t expected to speak with anyone while he waited.

“Lovely weather.” She chirped. The girl sounded nice enough, but he wasn’t too interested in conversation.

“Yes… it is.” He sighed, glancing down the road in hopes of seeing the bus in the distance. It should have arrived by now.

Now, isn’t that better than he said/ she said…

Anyways, I’ll leave a link to one of my favourite websites. It has over 200 words to replace said in your sentences, which I find helpful when I’m in a said stump.

I also want to find out your opinion of the Said is Dead theory. Do you believe said is dead or not? Comment below.

Toodles for now. 🙂

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