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"make an account to-"
on “the blond,” “the older man,” and other crimes against third-person limited
You know that thing where a story is written in tight third person limited — we’re meant to be inside someone’s head, seeing the world through their thoughts — and then suddenly the narration says “the blond frowned” or “the shorter woman sighed” about a person the POV character knows really well?
That’s called antonomasia — using a descriptive label instead of a name. And it’s fine when we’re talking about strangers: “the cashier handed her the receipt,” “the tall guy blocked the door.” The POV character doesn’t know their names, and we just need a quick way to tell people apart.
But the moment it’s used for someone the POV character already knows, it breaks immersion. Because that’s not how our minds work. We don’t think “the older man smiled at me.” We think “Mark smiled.” Or maybe “my boss” if that relationship matters in the moment.
Third person limited means the narration sits inside someone’s perception. Their inner monologue is the story’s voice. So when you switch from “Mark smiled” to “the blond smiled,” you’ve pulled the camera away from their mind and turned it into an outside shot.
If you want to create distance or irritation, you can do it on purpose —
“The idiot from accounting emailed again.”
That’s character voice. That’s judgment. That works.
But otherwise?
As soon as your POV character knows someone’s name, use it. While we do tend to worry about repetitions, names rarely register as such to the readers.
If you need variety for rhythm, use relational or emotional identifiers that make sense in their head: her friend, his partner, their teacher, the person they loved.
Because inside someone’s thoughts, there are no “blonds” or “brunettes.”
There are only people they know.
Really good explanation of the fundamental problem with this type of writing.
(and why it's one of my huge pet peeves)
i think maybe i do this to myself
OSCAR NOMINATED HORROR!!
we used to turn the tv on and just watch whatever was on there
Yes, it was frequently The Simpsons.
#i always think about how beautiful it was for ryan coogler to cast buddy guy as older sammie #i often think about how people like to espouse the idea that we are "so far removed" from jim crow and segregation when creatives like buddy are still alive #a lot of the activists and figures are still alive! #idk the fact that he's living proof of the continued effects of chattel slavery on black americans is so bittersweet because he remembers such atrocities but he's also able to bestow wisdom and history for art pieces like sinners
Ryan Coogler said in an interview, btw, that part of why he thought of Buddy Guy was because his uncle loved seeing him – he'd get dressed up and go see him play live when he got the chance.
My grandfather's grandfather was born a slave. I believe he lived to see freedom, but still.
Which means my grandfather's father was a sharecropper, which is within my family's oral history for why the [surname] family property and farm is the way it is and has been in the family for so long.
My grandfather died at 96 years old at the turn of the century.
Sharecropping as we know it today ended sometime in the 1930s-1950s depending on the state. Not only was my grandfather a sharecropper's son- my grandfather was a sharecropper himself during his early adulthood before he left home to join the military and later became a preacher.
My grandfather marched with Martin Luther Kin Jr and educated my father on black politics and activism. My father just turned 71, the same age as Ruby Bridges, the little girl who sparked the mass desegregation of education. She was born in 1954. There exists a photo somewhere of a little boy on a man's shoulders in the crowd at one of MLK's public events. That's my dad.
That's how close this is to the current era.
I said that once as a teenager on a forum. I was mocked and told that I am either way older than I claimed to be or that I am way off in my estimations because slavery was long ago. Slavery, Jim Crow, segregation, the Civil Rights movement itself, that is in recent enough memory to be evident in the lives of those who are alive today. My grandfather's grandfather- I'm just 5 generations removed from slavery.
Buddy Guy is 89 years old. My grandfather would be 122 if he was still alive today. That's how close this is.
I went to the Civil Rights Museum in Atlanta with my parents a few years ago and while I was there just kept thinking, "This happened in their lifetimes."
the butterfly doesnt even have to be saved next question
This is so funny. I’d kill all billionaires if it meant losing something precious to me
Also, pretty fucked up I had to remove my trigger warnings for my last post to show up in the tags.
I just had the terrible thought, "What if there was this horrible subset of people counting down the days till Finn's 18th birthday," but then I remembered that kind of behavior was probably not very common pre-internet. Maybe a modern au or 2000s au? Imagine being Finn Blake, going through what you went through, and then finding out there are even more predatory adults out there who want to do things to you that aren't so different from what the Grabber did to you and are counting down the days till you're legal? :(
there’s a friday ass vibe about this wednesday boys keep your wits about you
What a privilege it is to age. What a blessing. What a miracle.
stop signs were invented by octagons in order to have something to do
I've seen a lot of people talk about how Terrence didn't hug Finn while he was breaking down, but when I watched the movie, there was a moment when Terrence was very clearly about to go to him and Gwen stopped him. Terrence's initial instinctive reaction was to go comfort his son. He absolutely would have comforted Finn, if he hadn't been stopped.
So, why did Gwen stop her dad from comforting her brother? Probably because she wanted Finn to finally feel all his emotions unnumbed, in full force, figuring they could be useful to them. It's why she pushed him to the breakdown in the first place.
So then why did Terrence let his 15-year-old daughter tell him what to do? Why didn't he just go hug his son anyway? Probably as part of his living amends, aka changed behavior. He never believed his wife when it came to supernatural stuff, and she ended up dying. He never believed his daughter when it came to supernatural stuff, and even beat her for treating it like it was real. Seeing now that he was wrong, he recognizes that his daughter knows more about the supernatural than he does, so he should defer to her expertise in these matters. That moment where he's about to comfort Finn and Gwen silently tells him not to, and Terrence actually follows her direction, is probably the first time in a long time, possibly ever, that he's really seen Gwen.
Terrence believing Gwen and trusting her and following her direction is pretty far from where their relationship was in the first movie. I don't see him and Gwen ever being friendly or close the way I could see him and Finn being friendly and close, and I don't know if Gwen will ever forgive him (for her sake, I hope she can, but damn is forgiving hard). But I can definitely see her at least being okay with spending time with him (maybe not one-on-one), and Terrence really is doing everything he can on his end.
It's fine to be mad at the writers for choosing to have this beautifully subtle moment of development between Gwen and Terrence be at Finn's expense, but to try to use it as proof that Terrence is still a bad father is disingenuous; rather, him not stepping over his daughter yet again proves the opposite. And he had the entire car ride home to talk to Finn. We didn't get to see it, but write a fic if you want to explore how that went!
Anywho. Just thoughts. Some people would really rather saw off their own arm than see someone recover and it's the most disheartening shit.