I overuse certain words, in both prose and poetry.
I know I do. I use them as tools, trusted, valuable. Or so I think but on a re-write I can see they stop the flow, get in the way, take over. Sometimes they take over from those delicate precise words that conjure up on their own the feeling, the pathos, the suspense, the surprise that I want.
Here then are those word weeds:
* suddenly
* and
Do you have any word weeds that constantly crop up- especially in a new patch of writing ground?
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