After much tweaking and re-writing and many hours soaking in the bath to consider this problem, I have come up with the following illustration which I hope might help.
The thing to remember when doing this is that style needs to vary depending on what you are writing. If it is a short story the 'tell' version might be better. In short stories you are limited to the number of words you can use and 'showing' often uses more.
So this is my example. It's not definitive. It might not even be right. This example is from a novel.
First Version - Telling
Beatrice
returned to the waiting room. As soon as she sat down David started crying
again, arching his back and turning his head towards her body, seeking her
breast. Sighing deeply, a feeling of hopelessness filled her as she waited to
be called into the doctor.
The doctor
seemed more concerned with her condition than with David when she finally saw
him. He was quick to diagnose post-natal depression and wrote a prescription
for some pills. When she mentioned David he was at first dismissive. He looked
into his ears and said they were fine, nothing causing any obstruction that
might affect the hearing. He insisted the baby was far too young to be sure of
anything. Keep an eye on him and see how he went on was all he would say. So
Beatrice left the surgery with a prescription for anti-depressant pills and the
fear that her son had something wrong with him.
Second Version. - Showing
Beatrice returned to the waiting room. As soon as she sat down David started crying again, arching his back and turning his head towards her body, seeking her breast. Sighing deeply, a feeling of hopelessness filled her as she waited to be called into the doctor.
She entered the
consulting room feeling more than a little nervous. She did not know any of the
doctors at this practise very well. Both she and Calvin had signed on with this
surgery after getting married but apart from a few visits during her pregnancy
to get treatment for her constant vomiting she had been fit and well and had
rarely seen a doctor. This one seemed friendly enough. The sign outside the
consulting room said he was Dr. Andrews. He smiled encouragingly as she entered
the consulting room and nodded towards the chair next to his desk. He looked to
be about fifty, which was reassuring. Beatrice didn't trust young doctors.
“And what can I
do for you today?” he asked.
“The nurse was
concerned about David. She thinks he might have problems with his hearing.”
The doctor
nodded. “Yes, she did tell me. Let’s have a look.”
Trying to look
into the ears of a three month old baby was not an easy task. David was
fascinated by the instrument the doctor was holding and wanted to see it,
turning his head to follow the doctor’s movements. He did not want it anywhere
near his head. Beatrice struggled to hold him as he wriggled and arched his
back to get away but eventually the doctor managed to peer into each ear with
his otoscope.
“I don’t think
you have anything to worry about,” the doctor said as he returned to his seat.
“Both ears look clear of any infection or blockage. No sign of glue-ear. I
suggest you just keep an eye on him. I’m sure as time goes by he will start to
respond to sound. Now, how about you? How are you coping.”
Beatrice sighed.
“Oh, I’m fine.
Tired, of course. He wants feeding all the time. We haven’t had a decent
night’s sleep since he was born. And I didn’t think I’d miss work as much as I
do.”
“Yes, having
your first baby is a big change of life-style,” the doctor agreed. “But it does
get better. Believe me, I’ve brought up three kids of my own. Now I suggest you
start taking him off the breast milk. He’s three months old now so the danger
time has passed, he should be able to survive on his own immune system. And
start introducing a bit of solid food to his diet. The nurse has probably
already told you this, but it doesn’t hurt to repeat it. A bit of rusk, pureed
vegetables. Just a little but it will help satisfy him and he should start to
sleep for longer. And I’m going to give you something to help you cope.
Post-natal depression can be very debilitating. These tablets will help you
sleep and make you feel better all round.”
Beatrice
wondered how tablets could replace people and company but said nothing. She
left the surgery more concerned about David than when she had arrived, but at
least she had some pills.
See the difference? Now this wouldn't necessarily work for every type of writing or story, but this is my take on it. Whether it is right or not I do not know.