Recently I was taking a walk with my dear friend E.P. Beaumont. We were walking along the river talking about our recent projects and Day Job frustrations when she paused to notice how green the trees were. It took me by surprise, not because I hadn’t noticed that the trees were green, but that it was worth mentioning. I had a similar response to my Great Aunt’s visit and her constant chatter about trees in the city.
“Sorry, I forget we can’t hear the foot steps out here.” He sat down next to her. “I can still smell you though.”
“It’s the best smell in all the world.”
“Don’t think that flattery will win you any prizes.”
Avoid cliches like the plague. That’s one of the “rules” of writing. I’m going to take a deeper look at this rule today in my periodic series on “the Rules of Writing.”
Using cliches is a piece of cake. Over using them is as easy as falling off a log. Poor use of a cliche can really get up your nose in no time flat. But a good one well placed makes everything crystal clear.
I live near the State Fair grounds – which can be a lot of fun. For example, just last weekend the “Back to the 50’s” Car Show moved in for the weekend. Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday the traffic around our house was peppered with cool old cars and trucks. Friday and Saturday they were driving up and down Snelling Ave, waving to each other and the crowds that had gathered on the lawns to watch them.