Mimicry

This week we imitated some sentences from Frankenstein to (hopefully) improve our writing structure. It was... interesting, to say the least. For one, it was difficult to get them done in time. While I could have easily written three sentences in the amount of time we were given, I could not even get two sentences done when I had to match the syntax of another sentence. The need to force something into a certain structure as well as do it hastily made my sentences pretty bad; they were must mashed together words more or less that sorta made sense, kinda like Frankenstein's sentence - Abominable compared to my normal writing, hideous and revolting enough that it makes                   Mimicry Take 1: Everything looks like this
people run away when they first see it.
Now, this parallel between mimiced sentences and mimiced beings is true of just about anything that you can think of. Take food, for example. Find an exquisite quesadilla, and try to copy it.
Eat, savor, analyze the differences, and try again.
Eat, savor, analyze the differences, and try again.
Eat, savor, analyze the differences, and try again.
And the like. Keep doing this until you no longer have a quesadilla that tasks like you got it's parts from abby normal, and you will end up with a rather tasty quesadilla. Sure, it will not be a Cantina Bell Double Steak Burrito from Taco Bell, but do you really think that you will ever be equal to Taco Bell? And who said that you want to be equal? Sure, sometimes (ok, most of the time) I feel like an amazing feast from Taco Bell. Other times, mayaps I just want Kroger Brand Mexican-Style cheese sandwiched between two Kroger Brand tortillas with both sides seared in a skillet heated at high. Maybe for breakfast I prefer to put eggs in my tortilla, scarcely salted and with potatoes. Both can be made by mimicing exquisite quesadillas (especially the former), and all three have their time. But not all three are alike. Two are my creation, my fiddling around; the other is the product of somebody else's genius. I will never make Taco Bell quesadillas, just like I will never write writing exactly like Shelly's. But I can model the culinary achievements of Taco Bell, and hope to improve my cooking by doing so.