Are you ready for the most overwrought and silly metaphor you’ve probably ever read? Cause I am totally out of ideas for this weekly update so I’m just going way off the rails and we’ll see what happens!
It’s Week Twenty Eight? I think. >_> I don’t know, let’s pretend I’m right even if I’m not. That’s how elections are won, isn’t it? Good.
So socks. Socks go on your feet, and sometimes your hands when you’ve had a weird day. They come in many varieties, short, medium, long, knee-length. They are made of many materials, which you can Google if you don’t believe me.
They are utilitarian in that they… separate you from your shoes? Give you something to sweat into? Socks are bizarre. Some people don’t wear them, and some people do even when they shouldn’t. Like with sandals. Socks and sandals. Sometimes you should look at your feet and realize those socks aren’t doing you any favors.
Then you burn them with glee.
So socks. You wear them and they get dirty and sweaty and then you have to throw them away and get new socks.
… What? You can wash them? I don’t believe that’s a thing.
So basically what I’m really trying to say is that writing is just one aspect of your story. There are tons of ways to approach the writing of your story, the description, word usage. There are types of writing that fit better with certain genres. Sometimes you just have to throw out the regular and go find some crazy new technique or method and see if it fits with your style.
At the end of the day, it’s an integral part of your writing outfit, but it’s not something you should have to think about much, and you certainly don’t want other people thinking about how it doesn’t work.
So try on as many socks as you can, and always remember to write the hell on.