My uncle died a year ago today. My Mum, like any older sister, is finding this hard. My writing thought is brief.
If one of the key rules of writing is to cut irrelevant detail, anything that gets left behind has to encapsulate a unique insight from the character’s perspective - an echo from the depths of their psyche.
Philosophical, metaphorical or creative - there is no place for hard as stone or tears glittering like diamonds (unless she is fake-deceptive and tearing-up to make tracks to an engagement ring).
Writing needs to original and that is not going to be found in the plot.
