A Happy Cliché

We all face hard times. You know those when not one, but a number of unexpected events jump out of the shadows and eat at your bank balance: a new tyre for the car, the washing machine breaks down, the roof leaks during a storm requiring an emergency call out? OK, nothing life threatening, but nonetheless events that leave you feeling a bit like you are trudging through glue. Well, that hit our family just before Christmas. Nothing serious, but it meant that once the festivities were over, we were destined to reign things in for a while, spend a few more nights in downloading films instead of visiting the cinema, maybe not book that holiday. In fact, we needed to breathe in and sharpen our financial pencil for a few months to pull things back into shape. Not an exciting prospect.

And then it arrived. A letter advising that a savings plan we’d had for the last ten years is reaching fruition. It’s not much, but certainly enough to put us back onto an even keel. Maybe we can even book that holiday.

Perhaps we’re a little disorganised. I admit, I’d forgotten all about it, especially since the money we save comes directly out of hubby’s salary. Right now, I don’t mind. The surprise in itself was a wonderful feeling. It doesn’t happen much in a lifetime, certainly not to me. But I’m very grateful it happened this time. I want to bottle this feeling, but wait – now I’m wincing…

The reason for my wince is a blog post I read recently lambasting the use of clichés. Part of me agrees. None of us want to read a book or an article where the writing is lazy and it all appears too easy. However, sometimes writers can try too hard to avoid clichés when they are the obvious choice. When I am engrossed in a story, I don’t want to step back and have to decipher the meaning of a description or a line just because the writer is getting caught up in poetic prose. To me, the words are there to form images in the readers’ mind, to keep them turning the pages, to drive the story forward. I’m not suggesting clichés should be overused, but there are moments when they work in this regard. So, actually… I’m going to smile and ‘bottle this feeling’. Because the term fits perfectly.

I had a wonderful Christmas and hope you did too. Thanks for reading the blog this past year. Wishing a Happy New Year to all; may 2013 make all your dreams come true.




10 thoughts on “A Happy Cliché

  1. I think that writing which is straining artificially to do, or not do, anything, is always worse than the occasional cliche.

    It was lovely to read something about something working out, about good things happening to a good person. I was thinking of trying to write a story about a husband and wife who love each other! But there’s so much propaganda about happiness writing ‘white’ that I haven’t dared so far.

    Happy New Year Jane.

    Cathy x

  2. A heartening post, Jane. It’s good to be reminded that serendipity still happens to real people—especially in a world where calamity has become a cliché. I am “happy for you” and your family (oops, there’s another one, but at least it’s not calamitous!).

  3. A happy Cliche, indeed. Thanks for sharing that. I agree that sometimes we need to throw out rules like that one, when the moment requires it. So happy to hear how your situation turned out. God is good!
    Happy New Year, my friend, to you and yours. *hugs*

    -Jimmy

  4. Cliches are called that for a reason, because they do just happen! I’m pleased to hear about the saving plan. Fantastic when you’re not expecting it. A happy cliche indeed. Enjoy!

    Wishing you a wonderful 2013 x

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