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Okay, so it's obviously a camel. But doesn't it look like it wants to be a peacock?
In my head, this camel has decided it wants to be be more than a camel. It wants color (i.e., creativity--if you're catching on to my symbolism here) to be a part of its life, and it it isn't afraid to display its "feathers" proudly.
Sure, they might not be exactly like the oh-so-perfect feathers of the real peacocks (i.e., the "professionals") out there, but you know what? They're beautiful all the same. Different. Unique camel feathers.
And that's what makes them special.
Further cogitation: It seems to me that a lot of new writers see themselves as camels, and other writers* (who may be a little (or a lot) farther down the Great Rocky Writing Path) as resplendent peacocks. Well, you know what? I say, if you're a camel, wear your colors proudly!
*This applies to more than writers, of course. Whatever your creative outlet, give those "feathers" your own unique twist.
Disclaimer: If this post is as wacky as I suspect, I plead drugs. No! Not that kind. Medication. Wait...not that kind, either! Oh, heck. Let's just say I did not escape the crud TG had. Woo-hoo, fun times. But I'm almost better now, so it's vaguely possible you might get an intelligible** post soon.
** I was going to say "intelligent," but that's just crazy talk. Let's not expect miracles. ;)
Happy Hump Day! Go forth and display your colors!
Oh, wait...the question. Hmm...are you a camel or a peacock (or peahen, I suppose, depending on your gender)? What makes your feathers special?***
*** Hey, I told you I was medicated...