Grow where you are planted…

I dislike clichés. Sometimes they come in handy, and they’re really easy to use. It’s just easier to use a phrase that people have been saying since the dawn of time/the English language, because everyone understands it. Less effort on both sides. It’s more efficient. But as a writer I have to work hard to describe things in a new way. It’s easier, sure, to use “it was a feast for the eyes” to describe something beautiful, but whatever you’re describing becomes alive if you put whatever you’re describing in your own words.

Clichés don’t just exist in writing, though. Those “real life” clichés are the ones that really get to me. I have a hard time blogging and even posting statuses (statii?) on Facebook because it’s all been said and done. Everybody (not calling out any of you who do this) writes about being done with school, getting ready for summer, getting ready for school, their relationship problems… and that’s just natural. I like hearing about it, I write about those things to myself, and sometimes get over myself enough to make such things public knowledge. But usually I figure: why add my voice to the racket? I tell myself that it’s all been done before, that I should go find something new and exciting to tell people about.

But the dislike of clichés reaches past the interwebs. It kind of morphs into a passion for originality, I think. In day-to-day life, I avoid those “clichés” at all cost. For instance, when I have a “normal people” fight with my siblings (like over whose turn it is to wash the dishes, or what movie to watch) instead of an abnormal fight (like “the Mandalorians are great” vs. “the Mandalorians should all go die” or where a scoundrelly sibling hid the Gem of Aklbar,) it can feel really odd. Once, when in a “normal,” cliché, sibling-rivalry type fight with one of my siblings, my frustration with said sibling was compounded by my anger at being in such a situation. “Normal people have these conflicts, not me!”

It irks me. I’ll go very far out of my way to avoid unoriginal situations. Often, the more original the better. It can really be a bad thing, though. I either miss out on opportunities, and thus learning experiences, that I could be growing in, or I get stuck in messy situations. If I really thought about it, neither of those options would sound appealing and I’d learn to pick my battles. But that’s what normal people do. Don’t get me wrong, in a right-wrong situation, I will pick the right thing to do, even if it;s also the normal thing to do. I’m not completely insane.

I just got this  bad feeling that if I substituted “mainstream” for “cliché,” this post would look a lot like an angry hipster rant.


Moving on (an abrupt change, yes, but only because sophisticated transitions are far too mainstream): here. Think deeply on this.

I really like this work of art. It was thought up by an artist named Joseph Kosuth. This piece, One and Three Chairs, is a picture of a chair next to an actual chair next to the dictionary definition of a chair. Pretty cool, right? Well, maybe not. I don’t know. It is kind of repetitive. I like, though, that the artist used different mediums to get across his point, whatever it is. I like that he used three different things to describe one entity. A chair is a pretty simple concept, but the guy covers all the bases. I like it.



Ubanya, eyeta.