I’ve just finished working through my developmental edit on The Seeds of Power (yay!). Among many other smart observations and suggestions from my editor, Karen Dale Harris, I was surprised to find this comment: You use metaphors with dogs a lot. Do a search for “dog” and try to vary this.
My reaction: I do? Dogs? I don’t even have a dog. And no dog plays a significant part in this book. Really?
A search revealed the following:
- The man was like a fighting dog. Once he sank his teeth into a problem, he never let go.
- Her whole body came to attention, like a hunting dog on point.
- Captain Randsen’s hackles rose like a well-trained fighting dog.
- The prince was dressed and waiting. Soft boots, loose overshirt and trousers, and the ill-contained impatience of a dog who’d been promised a walk, despite the fact that the lad probably hadn’t gone to bed until the small hours.
- Daire said nothing, but if he’d been a dog, his ears would have pricked up.
- He put his enforced inactivity to good use, worrying at his mission like a dog with a sore paw.
- Oriel had described her as a strong ruler, politically astute, fiercely protective of her family and their domain. Again, nothing to set the dogs howling.
- She had the Hollin deep blue eyes and challenging stare, and she looked at him as though he’d thrown her pet lapdog to the hounds for a snack.
Yikes! Dogs, dogs, everywhere, and I hadn’t even noticed.
I’ve fixed it, but I wonder what else I write without realizing. And I’m even more convinced that quality editing is money well spent.
Do you, or your favorite authors, have a go-to metaphor? Or is it just me?