Both my older boys spent some time in the doctor’s office this afternoon getting warts removed. When their fingers had been sufficiently frozen, the doctor let Middle Son dump the liquid nitrogen onto the office floor.
It spilled from the container and hit the carpet like a tiny bomb, radiating out in concentric circles of frozen fog. They little boys were impressed–as was I. It was like a mini magic show.
Sometimes I wish I could liquid nitrogen my writing warts.
A drop onto “that” and a squirt over “nodded”, “grinned” and “shrugged.”
Make no mistake, my writing has plenty of warts.
Does yours? What words or phrases infect your manuscript and how do you go about erradicating them from your manuscript?
Words from the Woods 