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Saturday, January 5, 2008

The Plunge

Okay, these two are cute, odd, but cute.

Flowery speech, whether in dialogue or info dump, pops up more and more in reading new novels lately. I’ll be reading along; and suddenly, the urge to get a watering can and do some gardening hits me out of no where. A fine line, like razor wire, exists between descriptive prose and plunging into the valley of gossamer wings and butterfly kisses. Falling into this cradle of cotton balls can lose a reader faster than repeating adverbs. :)


Bernita said...

Every good gardener owns a set of pruning shears.

BernardL said...

Very true, Bernita; and because I tend too much toward bluntness, my garden ends up a little barren. :)