Still sounding the drumbeat of "show don't tell" and "trust your readers," I give you this, one of the best and most concise explanations I've ever read:
"Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass." ~Anton Chekhov
Or the glint of light in a puddle, or or through the leaves of a tree, or even, less romantically, off the roof of a car or the blade of a knife in the hand of a character.
I have editing and grading to do, so over the next two weeks, I'll be posting shorties shamelessly borrowed from great writers.
Thanks for stopping by.
