tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755502616289652010.post7161456171062728149..comments2024-03-07T04:13:36.330-06:00Comments on The Storyteller's Inkpot: CheatingUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755502616289652010.post-44032379349051103892012-03-31T18:19:46.578-05:002012-03-31T18:19:46.578-05:00Bad writing is like dirty snow. (metaphor, simile....Bad writing is like dirty snow. (metaphor, simile...) If you shine light on it, eventually it disappears.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1755502616289652010.post-28404624157479168502012-03-18T17:29:58.803-05:002012-03-18T17:29:58.803-05:00LOVE Jackie's blog! Everyone should follow and...LOVE Jackie's blog! Everyone should follow and read it!<br /><br /> All I know is I trust the dirty snow more than the freshly fallen stuff. The freshly fallen is like that idea that hits us. The magic of the idea is palpable, and it can also freeze us unless we put in the work, trample on the damned thing. The dirty snow is real, worked over and beaten, once magical and perfect then used up--necessarily so--by a writer on her way somewhere. Seems the magic still exists, but the dirt, that hard work, piles and piles of it will lead us to more magic than the new stuff ever could.Mellisa Dempseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14350597062105039404noreply@blogger.com