Last week it was pickles. This week, bananas. Which begs the question, is this a rut or a theme developing?
Probably neither. Unless two is a rut. Such a small number is surely more of a coincidence, right? And I’m too lazy to establish a theme. Those take work or a deep and abiding love for a particular subject. Weighty issues, as you can see, aren’t my strong suit. Socks, nose whistling, road salt, doorknobs, that’s where I shine. As a maker of mountains from molehills.
But I do one post and, giddy-up, I’m ready to move on. Pondering and examination don’t appeal to me. Plus, I like diversity; repetition is nothing short of punishment. Although I seem to dwell on winter and its various horrors as a top– See? This is why I don’t do themes. I wander off into left field and wonder what I’m doing there.
Okay, reel me in, back to the Slender Yellow Fruit Syndrome.
Isn’t that a great name? Editors sometimes use it to describe our peculiar addiction to word variation. It’s a peccadillo writers have. We don’t like repeating words and go to great lengths to avoid it. Often at the expense of our writing. We need to stop that.
According to the experts, it’s better to repeat a word than to use an awkward, ill-fitting substitute. Here’s the example I found: “Freddie was offered an apple and a banana, and he chose the slender yellow fruit.” Banana would have been the better choice, smoother. Slender yellow fruit is a clinker, a clumsy, highfalutin clinker.
The moral of the story: spit it out. Call a spade a spade, not a long-handled digging tool.
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