Dialogue in narratives

Lesson Plan: Writing Effective Dialogue


1. ‘said’ is dead.

Brainstorm as many words as you can think of to substitut for said.

Discuss the following points on how to write good dialogue:

      • Dialogue is a conversation between two or more people.
      • Dialogue is essential to fiction writing.
      • Dialogue brings characters to life and adds interest.
      • Dialogue must do more than just duplicate real speech.
      • Writing dialogue consists of the most exciting, most interesting, most emotional, and most dramatic words.

      Brainstorm people that might have a conversation and write them on the board and what they might talk about. Some examples:

      • Parent – Teacher: How much money might it take for little Billy to get a ‘C’?
      • Friend – Friend: Who’s dating whom?
      • Teacher Upholding the Integrity of School Rules – Student Cheating on a Test: How much a zero is going to hurt?
      • Someone Celebrating Unusual Independence Day Customs – Loyalist to the British Crown: Why it’s OK/Not OK to burn flags?

Basic dialogue format for narratives.

When characters speak, their exact language should be in quotes, and the reader should know who’s speaking, thus these rules:

  1. Each speaker gets his or her own paragraph; a return and indent. This mimics real conversation, indicating pauses and so forth.
  2. Attributions (“He said, “She said” and variations) should be used, but not too much, and varied so they’re not repetitious; they can be used at the start of quotes, in the middle, or at the end. When attributions are overused, they get in the way; the key is that the reader should always know who’s speaking.
  3. Always use a comma after attribution (She said,) when introducing a quote.


When I was eight, my father dragged me into my bedroom after I lit a folded pile of his shirts on fire. I sat on the edge of the bed, not looking up, my hands folded mannerly in my lap.
“What’s wrong with you?” he asked.
“Nothing,” I said.
“You lit my shirts on fire, boy? Where’d you learn that?”
“What? Daycare? You learned how to light shirts on fire at daycare?”
I froze and looked up the ceiling, trying to backtrack. I actually learned how to light matches by watching him light his pipe, but I couldn’t tell him that.
“A kid brought matches one day. I told him matches were bad.”
“I’m calling your daycare.”
“No,” I said. Okay, I screamed it, and he scowled at me.
“Tell me the truth, lad.”
I took a deep breath and let is slide out: “I hate your shirts, Dad.”


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