The White Lily (
thewhitelily) wrote2006-11-22 10:05 pm
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*headdesk*
Dear Subtlety,
Where have you gone? Why have you abandoned me?
Wasn't it enough that every extended metaphor I've tried so far has ended up three feet of carp thick? This scene I've just written that started with perfectly subtle humourous touch and ended up repeatedly bashing the reader over the head with nods and winks and taps on the nose, isn't it just going too far? How can you do this to me?
Is it something about writing so fast? Are you still chugging your way through the first few chapters, hoping to catch up with me as soon as you can? Or is it simply that when I'm writing quickly, a subtle or vaguely clever thought that goes through eight rephrasings in my mind ends up with every single one of them on the page, rather than having the best one selected?
Are you just off on a beach somewhere sipping Mai Tais with my Inner Editor? Will you be back in December when he comes back, or have I lost you forever?
Is there any hope left for the two of us?
Wishing you were here,
Lily
Where have you gone? Why have you abandoned me?
Wasn't it enough that every extended metaphor I've tried so far has ended up three feet of carp thick? This scene I've just written that started with perfectly subtle humourous touch and ended up repeatedly bashing the reader over the head with nods and winks and taps on the nose, isn't it just going too far? How can you do this to me?
Is it something about writing so fast? Are you still chugging your way through the first few chapters, hoping to catch up with me as soon as you can? Or is it simply that when I'm writing quickly, a subtle or vaguely clever thought that goes through eight rephrasings in my mind ends up with every single one of them on the page, rather than having the best one selected?
Are you just off on a beach somewhere sipping Mai Tais with my Inner Editor? Will you be back in December when he comes back, or have I lost you forever?
Is there any hope left for the two of us?
Wishing you were here,
Lily
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Woot! Think of the word count! (Trim away the seven you don't need next month! ;-))
I actually came up with a delicious simile tonight (I know metaphors are more fun, but hey...) in my writing; I almost elaborated on it, but I caught myself in time and left it as is. Of course, it's actually deliciously awful, and may get deleted sometime in the future (I'll have to see what my test audiences think of it!) but for now I'm happy with it...
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For a not-so-delicious metaphor, try this one from my fic:
"... and that wasn't paradox, that was just bad luck. Or good luck. Depending on which side of the fence you were sitting on when the chips fell."
*headdesk*
And ah, yes. The perils of reexamining writing you're particularly proud of after you've acheived a bit of distance from it...