When I set out to learn about my mother's bridge club, the Jewish octogenarians behind the matching outfits and accessories, I never expected to fall in love with them. This is the story of the ladies, their game, their gen, and the ragged path that led me back to my mother.
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How many times have you heard show don’t tell? What exactly does it mean? One writer I worked with described making scenes three dimensional. A glowing net that sweeps the skies. A cage filled with birds. The locking limbs inside a kaleidoscope, the tiny glass bells beneath the branch. What if I said tell, tell, tell.
Are you Kate Winslet or Cate Blanchette?
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Betsy Lerner 
“Are you Kate Winslet or Cate Blanchette?”
Neither.
Other than that, I don’t know how to answer that question.
It is the 21st century. We have been shown and told everything. The story will show and tell you what it needs. One word at a time. Smoke ’em if you got ’em.
“Are you Kate Winslet or Cate Blanchette?”
I’m Katherine “Kate” Hepburn.
We lived in the same town, I shopped with her in the same stores. I shouted, she waved. Kate was a great neighbor and a super ‘townie’.
Writers do love these cheap bits of advice. Show, don’t tell, ban the semicolon, likewise the adverb, here are the dots, just add lines. Maybe at some point that leads to, “A glowing net that sweeps the skies.” We can but hope.
Winslet.
Preach! Winslet, too.
Can I be Kate Winslet in Mare of Easttown but with Cate Blanchett’s Ocean’s 8 green velvet suit?
It’s become cliched as you need to murder your darlings.
I am Tar making word symphonies! And I’ve tired of overly intellectualized writing advice: oh that’s a braid, oh that’s a hermit crab! Love your posts!
Welcome aboard and thanks!