Writer gripe of the day: the word “something.”
I’ve officially broken up with it. I have decided I dislike this word because in fiction writing it is overused, vague, and nondescript. I’ve officially declared it my nemesis.
In fiction writing, something is the literary equivalent of shrugging mid-sentence.
❌ “Something flickered across his face.”
❌ “Something pulsed between us at his touch.”
❌ “Something hulked in the bushes.”
...Cool. But what flickered? A smile? Guilt? Murderous intent? Regret? Lust? The urge to sneeze?
What pulsed—desire, dread, mild indigestion? A cursed fitness tracker?
And in the bushes—was it a bear? A demon? The neighbor’s dog? Your editor?
“Something” is vague. It’s a placeholder. And it robs readers of the juicy, specific details that make a scene come alive. So lately, I’ve been giving it the side-eye during revisions. Readers want specifics. So now when I see it in my draft, I replace it with an actual thing.
Writers, do you have a word you’re currently at war with?
Let’s vent. I’ll bring snacks.
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