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Just shooting the poop with Lori |
He travels the world on the backs of others Insignificant in his stature and size His journey carries no mission Randomly roaming at the will of his host Sated enough to never question his trek Life is an open adventure without worry If the excitement of his dusty trail dulls Another bus awaits to grant passage With a furry friend to carry him home Ah the wonderful life of a flea |
Got to thinking about our choice of words when we pen a story. Certain descriptor's just seem to make since when we write it. For some reason, either a mindful or not so mindful, choice is made of our word use within a tale. We try to paint a certain picture by our word choice. It has to do with the emotions felt at the time we write the story. This always seems to prove interesting when we reread our stories and try to recapture the thought process. It becomes very difficult to hold yourself back from rewriting the work, because your feelings at this particular time are different. But there is a message that was meant to be conveyed at that particular time. Weighing whether it is still valid is a tightrope walk. If I think too long and hard on any sentence, I might never get anything written. But I am glad I can break things down and remember my thoughts at any given time. It is actually fun rereading some of my old stuff and seeing how I could have done it better or feeling like maybe I got it right. Have a good Saturday, peeps. |