Have you ever noticed that:

When you nail a point, it’s the same as when you hit the nail on the head? Both imply precision, even though nailing a picture to the wall is much different than squarely hitting a nail once. Congrats on not hitting your thumb, I guess.

Then you can hammer something. If you nail a question, you got it right without difficulty. If you hammer your point home, you engaged in rhetorical brutality, pushing your position over and over until you succeeded. But how often do you use a hammer without a nail? Shouldn’t their respective metaphors be the same?

If a baseball player nailed the ball, the phrase implies he swung the bat accurately and skillfully. If he hammered the ball, he struck it with a powerful swing.

It goes to show how two tools that work together for a single purpose (to attach one thing to another thing) can take on different connotations. Once that divide occurs, the metaphors begin to diverge even further. After all, what would you think if someone said, “Man, I got so nailed last night, and then I hammered this chick?”

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“Show, don’t tell.”

At first pass, it’s the solution to 90% of bad writing. It’s such a vague, catch-all instruction that if you’re in a writer’s workshop, you can prove you critiqued your peers by writing “show, don’t tell!” all over their stories. Strident red letters work best. I prefer to replace the “don’t” with “not,” so I can refer to the phrase as SnotT. That acronym should tell you how highly I regard the overused criticism.

“Show, don’t tell” is shorthand for Immerse your reader in the story through detail. Turn your nouns, adjectives and verbs into people, emotions and actions. In Science Fiction, a particularly good piece of SnotT is called an eye kick, referring to vivid imagery that shocks the reader with just how futuristic the future is.

SnotT is absolutely necessary, and you should forget it exists.

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Bubbles

by Matt on May 16, 2008

in Buried Treasure

The housing bubble? Yawn. That is so 2007. Think of it like an economic pacemaker: your heart stops, it shocks you, it hurts, and you’re ready to go. Then you die.

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Elevators

by Matt on May 16, 2008

in Buried Treasure

In most elevators, at least in any built or installed since the early nineties, the door-close button doesn’t work.

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Agenbites

by Matt on May 16, 2008

in Buried Treasure

“Odd.” Now there’s a word that says just what it means.

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It was:

by Matt on May 15, 2008

in Miscellany

A dark and stormy night

The best of times

The worst of times

A pleasure to burn

Like so, but wasn’t

A queer, sultry summer

The day my grandmother exploded

A bright cold day in april

Love at first sight.

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