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Inspiration vs. Perspiration

Inspirational authors teeter on a fine line in our craft. Authors are taught to “show, not tell” when it comes to story, scene, emotion, and plot.

Don’t say someone’s nervous. Show their fingers drumming a table. Sweat pooling in the back of their shirt. Don’t tell us how someone fell in love. Show the fluttering butterfly kiss, the quick-take of breath. The locking of gazes, and two hearts beating the same rhythm.

In the same vein, inspirational authors need to be able to show God’s overpowering love for mankind, without telling. We had a thread today in our White Rose Press yahoo group. Authors expounded their opinions on how to do this, and I suspect the conversation is not over.

The best part about the question – how do you show not tell when it comes to your character’s arc – and how they reach their happily ever after – which in an inspirational fiction story involves having God be the cornerstone of love. So, that can leave writers sweating.

I put that question out to you all – what do you want to see when it comes to sharing the word in fiction?

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Show Don’t Tell

Here’s a hump-day question for you lovers of romance.

Would you rather your husband SHOW you he loves you, or TELL you he loves you?

I’ve been pondering this one this afternoon – as I am a romance writer, and I have a husband who is a shower. He tells me, too, yes. But sort of in that robotic way. The obligatory “I love you, bye” kind of way.

Now, for those of you who know him, he is a first generation American, born to Germans straight off the boat. Germans are very stoic sorts. They’re gruff. They’re a happy bunch when they’ve had a few brewskies. They’re also not terribly lovey dovey. HOWEVER, back in the day, we were a schmoop-fest. Things change. Kids come. Diapers. Years of spit up in the hair. Later, up all night with sick tummies and snotty noses. The romance is sure to dim somewhat.

So, is it better to have your lover SHOW you they love you – by pulling some weeds? doing dishes? playing with the kids so you can take a night off? bringing home takeout?

Or would you rather a sudden, unexpected heartfelt hug to all the soap bubbles in the world? This tired mommy wants to know, what works for you?