You spend 25 minutes writing a single paragraph, 5 of which were spent actually writing, and 20 of which are spent googling different types of hammers because there's this one kind of hammer in your head that you don't know the name of, but want to use in a metaphor... while writing a piece of world building info that will never make it into even the rough draft of the actual manuscript.
But really. It was a great metaphor.
Maybe I can still find a way to use it, even though I'm pretty sure rhinoceroses don't exist in this universe.
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