The language of
love/slips from my lover’s tongue/Cooler than ice cream/And warmer than the
sun…
Annie
Lennox, Who’s That Girl?
Words are strange things. We who speak the same language
learn many of the same words as children, are taught what those words mean and
how to combine them into sentences and paragraphs so as to get our points
across. Yet, for each of us, comprehending what we hear is dependent on a number
of personal attributes—what part of the world or country are you from, how did
you grow up, what’s most important to you? Nowhere is this more evident than
when it comes to love.
Have you ever had a girlfriend whose
boyfriend/husband/significant other says things to her you find distasteful or
offensive? Or heard a woman say something to her male partner that made you
cringe? For you those things might be a deal-breaker but for the couples
involved it may be nothing big. In the language of their relationship those
words might not mean the same thing as they do to you. As authors it can be a
difficult task to get our characters to say the right things, to speak of love
in a way that’s authentic to them and yet both recognizable and heartwarming to
the reader. And it’s not always sufficient for them to simply say, “I love
you.” Sometimes that just won’t cut it.
The language of love is just like the language of pain—the
more you know the person, the more effective your words are. There are things I
know about my husband that a casual acquaintance, or even a fairly good friend,
wouldn’t. Since I like to use my powers for good, not evil (hehehe), I often
use that knowledge to say things I know will make him feel amazing. Some of
these things can be said in front of others, and they wouldn’t have a clue that
I just said something extremely personal and important to my man, using our
secret language of love. (No, I’m not going to give you an example! *shoo,
shoo*)
I try to use the same strategy when writing, but it’s only
effective if the reader knows and understands the characters, can hear the
underlying nuances of the words. I have to let the reader into the characters’
secret selves for them to appreciate the sentiment behind the dialogue, even if
sometimes the character being spoken to doesn’t yet fully appreciate what the person
speaking is trying to do.
And at other times it’s not the words but the actions that
speak of love. Sometimes it can be one character giving in to another’s needs,
stepping back when they don’t want to, stepping up to the plate when what they
really want to do is turn away. Saying, “Yes, I’ll do that for you,” when every
instinct says, “Run like the wind!” can be a far more loving phrase than, “I
adore you.”
So the language of love has its own vocabulary both in real
life and in fiction. Learning your own and your mate’s, I think, really is key
to a happy relationship. Likewise, understanding your characters in the same
way, what they want, what they need to be happy, allows your reader to see why
sometimes even the word, “No,” is a declaration of true and sincere love.
1 comment:
So many times in RL, the truth is unspoken. My dad seemed to believe that old John Wayne saw: "Never say you're sorry; it's a sign of weakness."
But he was sorry. All the time. Especially when he made the mistake of arguing with Mom. (He won once in fifty-five years of marriage, and that was only because he was protecting her.)
The solution, Mr. Six-Foot-Two Army Guy would creep (yep, creep) out of the house and return with tribute--flowers, candy, diamonds, sapphires...
Yeah, he adored her.
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