I went to pinch hit as a sub today (hey, I desperately need that fifty smackeroos) and came home to zip through the bazillion posts gathered while I was gone. Stumbled to a halt when I came across
this post by Charles Butler as the latest in the blog of a group of writers for kids, "An Awfully Big Blog Adventure."
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I've felt that about pop songs sometimes. At one point there were three hit songs in the charts that mentioned superman; another time there were three or more songs that played on the idea of breathing... weird, but the songs were all very different.
And as for originality, I remember talking with a coworker at a sh--t job about being crushed, in school, by the burden of having to be original. Something different. Something "way out there" But if you bring a live bird to school and stand on the top of your desk and sing your report, instead of having it on paper etc. etc., well, then you're just a trouble maker or an attention seeker. So original... but comprehensible-to-the-teacher-level-original (so not super original, actually). Bleaah.....
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Yes...originality sometimes just plain doesn't make sense. "Oh, how . . . original!" used to translate out in so many contexts as, "Wow, what an incredibly bad idea!"
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Ideons are as good an explanation as any, I think. Something triggers the zeitgeist and blammo!
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There was a very enlightening discussion somewhere here a year or two back about Anne McAffrey's first Dragon book, what was it, Dragonrider? So many of the titles are similar. Anyway, when it first came out, it seems refreshing and innovative--Lessa got to be head of something, she stood up to the men, she wasn't slapped down for desire, etc. She went from a domestic drudge to freedom!
Segue up thirty years later, and young women are complaining about how she's emotionally retarded and annoyingly d domesticated, while the men get all the fun...what's more, she's raped, and likes it.
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