While revising I noticed something. I had a lot of crap around my dialogue. I thought it was all in the name of pacing, you know, I didn’t want the dialogue to move to fast. I wanted the important words to sink into the reader so they could really know how important they were. Ironically, by crowding my dialogue with needless words I was doing exactly the opposite.
Sally walked to the table and began clearing the dishes. “I wish you wouldn’t do that,” she said, giving a stern look to her husband.
Henry looked up from his Newpaper. “Do what?” He said. He was smoking a pipe in his bathrobe and slipper.