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Fantastic fun Wordsmiths meeting last night on Ready, Write, Action! For the first time there was still daylight when we met upstairs at the Thames Court. We welcomed new member Alison, who then rescued my reading from the Cloud with her IT help desk skills. David had challenged us to write an action scene and most of us came prepared. Some of us reworked something we'd written earlier and others made up entirely new stories. The readings ranged from the hilariously comic to tense emotional confrontation to bloodthirsty knifing. David read a teasing scene of film set mishaps descending seaward toward tragedy. Gerry gave a hilarious account of 'The Humphrey Bogart' passenger he picked up - and pushed in - at Elephant & Castle in his cab. Rosina combined the familiar waiting room of a garage with the Adults Only column of Exchange & Mart to surprising effect. Paula gave us a taxi crash and tense dark impending threat that followed. Karen read bitter recriminations and wounding words and blows between husband and wife from her novel. Guy read a surprising reaction to litter in a Shepperton park in 'Bob and Yob' with a sting in it. After some initial IT issues, I read young Godwin's vengeance against the first Saxon he meets after discovering his dead family. David's challenge for our next meeting is use of simile and metaphor. Will we compose like Lord Byron or are we with Ogden Nash? I blaze with writing ambition like a Viking beacon! Grammarly Tutorial: https://www.grammarly.com/blog/whats-the-difference-between-a-simile-and-a-metaphor/ VERY LIKE A WHALE by Ogden Nash One thing that literature would be greatly the better for Would be a more restricted employment by authors of simile and metaphor. Authors of all races, be they Greeks, Romans, Teutons or Celts, Can't seem just to say that anything is the thing it is but have to go out of their way to say that it is like something else. What does it mean when we are told That that Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold? In the first place, George Gordon Byron had enough experience To know that it probably wasn't just one Assyrian, it was a lot of Assyrians. However, as too many arguments are apt to induce apoplexy and thus hinder longevity, We'll let it pass as one Assyrian for the sake of brevity. Now then, this particular Assyrian, the one whose cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold, Just what does the poet mean when he says he came down like a wolf on the fold? In heaven and earth more than is dreamed of in our philosophy there are great many things. But I don't imagine that among them there is a wolf with purple and gold cohorts or purple and gold anythings. No, no, Lord Byron, before I'll believe that this Assyrian was actually like a wolf I must have some kind of proof. Did he run on all fours and did he have a hairy tail and a big red mouth and big white teeth and did he say Woof Woof? Frankly I think it is very unlikely, and all you were entitled to say, at the very most, Was that the Assyrian cohorts came down like a lot of Assyrian cohorts about to destroy the Hebrew host. But that wasn't fancy enough for Lord Byron, oh dear me no, he had to invent a lot of figures of speech and then interpolate them, With the result that whenever you mention Old Testament soldiers to people they say Oh yes, they're the ones that a lot of wolves dressed up in gold and purple ate them. That's the kind of thing that's being done all the time by poets, from Homer to Tennyson; They're always comparing ladies to lilies and veal to venison, And they always say things like that the snow is a white blanket after a winter storm. Oh it is, is it? All right then, you sleep under a six-inch blanket of snow and I'll sleep under a half-inch blanket of unpoetical blanket material and we'll see which one keeps warm. And after that maybe you'll begin to comprehend dimly What I mean by too much metaphor and simile.