On Clichés

Here’s a thought that crossed my mind while driving to my hometown this afternoon:

I’ve heard people say “I don’t want to read that, it’s a cliché” more times than I can count. It seems to me that people hate reading clichés because they are bored with themselves. What many of us don’t realize is that we are clichés, all our lives mirror lives—or parts of lives—that have already existed. We fall in love with people we shouldn’t. We advocate war when we should advocate peace. We run away from home, we kill our lovers or cheat on them. We even drive into countless sunsets while listening to music filled with clichés (in lyrics and in beat). We’re that boring it seems. If we can’t spice things up we writers must aim to write something outside of the usual events in human life, and that’s going to be hard indeed.


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