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Recently my writing mentor and friend, Jack Remick
and I went back and forth (disagreed) about my use of a word in a passage in my (under construction) novel.
And yes, on occasion I have the chutzpah to disagree
with Jack. Unfortunately this time it wasn’t chutzpah
leading my line of thinking, it was ignorance. I hate
ignorance. And sometimes I get a bad case of it. Oh well. Jack, the ever-wise owl smiled at me (no doubt thinking, ‘you poor little fool let me help you.’) and proved his point.
Along with his comments he included the definitions to the complex, fancy, oh hell, just plain ‘big’ words that he knew I’d be looking up after we talked. I think my eyes gloss over or cross or something because when he says something I don’t understand, he pauses, thankfully, and then enlightens me. I feel like a 5-year-old asking “what’s that?” all the time.
So, the, well ,let’s just call it ‘disagreement’ (because it makes me feel better) was over my use of Shepherd and Flock in the same sentence. I don’t typically share my fiction writing here, but this lesson learned deserved the ink. As do all lessons learned from Jack.
Mindy – Now it reads like fiction. It’s good. You have some rhythm in it and you have a couple of rhetorical devices–anaphora (where/where)(those/those); alliteration–(failed/flock); repetition (again/again/again). So it reads poetic but keeps its energy. The body parts (tears/blood/skin) anchor the passage in the body making it concrete. So far so good.
The only issue I have is, of course, with the shepherd, but not for the reason you think.
Shepherd works in tandem with flock.
The shepherd tends his flock.
Flock is implied in Shepherd because, just as each polarity in a set implies its opposite–light implies dark, free implies caged–so nouns imply their indexes. What that means is that Shepherd indexes flock which indexes shepherd:
…there, in those dark caves, those cools waters where I, a lost shepherd failed my helpless flock–I was changed….
…there, in those dark caves, those cools waters where I failed my helpless flock–I was changed….
In rhetoric this is called synecdoche (sin-ek-doky) or metonymy. Where the part implies the whole, the whole implies the part.
Me-ton-y-my (m-ton-me)n.pl. me-ton-y-mies. A figure of speech in which one word or phrase is substituted for another with which it is closely associated, as in the use of Washington for the United States government or of the sword for military power.[Late Latin metonymia, from Greek metonumia : meta-, meta- + onuma, name. See no-men-.]–met’o-nym’ic (met-nimik). or met’o-nym’i-cal adj. –met’o-nym’i-cal-ly adv.
So. You’ve marched half-way around the track Mindy and I’m very proud of you for listening and taking it all to heart. Your work will get better and stronger the more you “see” what the language does for you.
Three words you can ponder: Icon, Index, Symbol. These are very important for understanding how nouns work. We can go deeper into this later. Meanwhile, let me congratulate you for this magnificent rewrite.
Maybe you knew all this, or thought you did, but I didn’t, so I wanted to share. I still can’t say I understand all the words, but I’m grasping concepts I never knew existed. Everything I learn (from Jack and others) makes me a better writer and keeps me from feeling like my novel is a sinking ship. How blessed am I to have such a teacher!
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