Hi!
They say first impressions are important - you don't disappoint. Clearly set out with good visual interest.
What did I like most? We're immediately thrown into the action, with a clear, engaging depiction of combat: short sentences, sensory details (humidity, salt, sand spray, fractured rock) and precise military movements create a convincing, dynamic scene. The reader can't help but feel the pace and stakes; the Amtrac landing, the scramble to cover, the radio calls and flanking manoeuvre are all efficiently staged.
One other thing it does well is anchoring the characters through small, concrete details. Naming the protagonists and noting tribal background, the heavy radio kit, the sergeant’s touch, and the lieutenants’ terse speech give readers quick, readable entry points into who these men are and how they relate to one another. The use of Navajo radio traffic as a plot device mirrors history lending an air of believability to the narrative.
The dialogue comes thick and fast in the heat of the action, but flows well and reads authentically.
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That said, he prose oscillates between utilitarian reportage and occasional clumsy phrasing (“They were loaded down with communications equipment, specifically heavy duty radios, telephone wire, tools, and their M1 Garand rifle.”) and relies on telling rather than showing for honour, pride and cultural context. Jacy’s identity as a Navajo is asserted but rarely felt beyond the use of language; the story misses opportunities to explore how his cultural perspective shapes his reactions, fears or decisions.
Small, related note... equipment, radios, wire, tools, rifleS (two men, two rifles).
While, I suspect, your writing was at least in part influenced by a word limit, you could incorporate this in places such as:
Original: “Jacy nodded, proud of the work he’d done with Kele, and proud that his language had played a pivotal part in winning the battle.”
Revision suggestion: “Jacy let the radio fall silent and felt an unfamiliar quiet settle in his chest. Pride rose slow and steady, not the loud, brittle thing he’d been taught to hide, but a warm knot under his ribs — his father’s voice at dawn, the old songs, the tongue that had kept stories alive now steering men through gunfire. He didn’t need the lieutenants’ praise; the radio’s hiss and Kele’s clipped answer were enough.”
Which shows, rather than tells; links pride to cultural memory; and deepens emotional stakes.
Small, related note: you could also tighten some military detail where it reads like a checklist (and shouldn't it be Lieutenant be abbreviated as Lt.?)
PS Excuse British spellings! |