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| BEAUTY IS ONLY SKIN DEEP But, which skin and how deep? |
In accordance with Orwell's Third Law of sentence construction. ;) I am posting idioms, proverbs and examples of figurative language.
George Orwell says:
WHEN WRITING A SENTENCE YOU SHOULD ALWAYS ASK YOURSELF:
1. What am I trying to say?
2. What words will express it?
3. What image or idiom will make it clearer?
As the weather here has been changing from summer warm to winter chill over the last week, I have been drawn back to re-reading Maggie Stiefvater's Shiver and Linger.
In these novels anyone infected by the werewolf virus remains in wolf-form through the winter, and in their human form in the summer. Spring and autumn are dangerous times if a new werewolf cannot predict when the change might overtake them.
Sam was very young when he was infected and he changed for the first time.
From Maggie Stievater's LINGER
I remember one spring, when I was nine and still relatively uncertain in my wolf skin, the warm day had stripped my pelt from me and left me naked and embarrassed, curled on the forest floor like a pale new shoot.
4. Is this image fresh enough to have an effect?
Spring tempted green buds to peer from their protective soil only to snap at them with sudden frosts.
In cruel spring, the shy shoots emerge from the deep out into intense glares and frosty treatment.
Strong verbs beat at the heart of great imagery.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO SHARE A SPRING VERB?
Spring kindles... Spring hikes...
As the weather here has been changing from summer warm to winter chill over the last week, I have been drawn back to re-reading Maggie Stiefvater's Shiver and Linger.
In these novels anyone infected by the werewolf virus remains in wolf-form through the winter, and in their human form in the summer. Spring and autumn are dangerous times if a new werewolf cannot predict when the change might overtake them.
Sam was very young when he was infected and he changed for the first time.
From Maggie Stievater's LINGER
I remember one spring, when I was nine and still relatively uncertain in my wolf skin, the warm day had stripped my pelt from me and left me naked and embarrassed, curled on the forest floor like a pale new shoot.
4. Is this image fresh enough to have an effect?
Spring tempted green buds to peer from their protective soil only to snap at them with sudden frosts.
In cruel spring, the shy shoots emerge from the deep out into intense glares and frosty treatment.
Strong verbs beat at the heart of great imagery.
WOULD YOU LIKE TO SHARE A SPRING VERB?
Spring kindles... Spring hikes...
