Friday, April 15, 2011

M = Metaphors
I collect metaphors. If you've ever read any of my writing you might have noticed them sprinkled liberally about willy-nilly. 

I know this isn't class 101, but I'll just give an example of a metaphor: the mind is a barren soul; I wonder when motor-mouth is going to run out of gas? (Who said that? Put your hand up right now!)

And just one other quickie: don’t mix metaphors. I’m sure this is old hat to you but for goodness sake don’t write: As we consider the road that unfolds before us. Hmm… I wonder who said that?

I spend a lot of time thinking up metaphors and I always note them down in one of my trusty notebooks - all ten thousand of them and never the one I need at any given moment. Take a look at these: 

-         She gave him the full wattage of her smile
-         The town clung onto the hillside by its finger-tips
-         He’s a boil on the backside of humanity
-         My mouth is drier than Ghandi’s flip-flops

Here's one to titillate your palate: The Times Restaurant Critic A.A. Gill once described a cheese and onion tart as snot in a box

And from Forrest Gump: Mama always said life is a box of chocolates, you never know what you are going to get.

Metaphors add color to poetry and prose, just don’t mix them and don’t overdo them. 

Do you have any favorite or original metaphors?