SamScribble
Yeah, still just a guru
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In between drinking numerous glasses of wine, I have spent a good part of the recent holiday season reading. Much of what I have read has disappointed me. Much has not, in my opinion, been worth the effort. But my reading has led me to conclude that there are three reasonably distinct kinds of writing.
There is writing in which the ‘workings’ – the vocabulary, the structures, the punctuation – are largely invisible. That is to say it has been done so unobtrusively that all I really notice are the characters and their story. I like this kind of writing.
There is a second kind of writing which, when reading it, causes me to occasionally pause to admire the author’s craft. ‘Hey, nice work,’ I say to myself before returning to the characters and their story. In a funny sort of way, I also enjoy this kind of writing. There are things to be learned.
And then there is the kind of writing in which the workings are not only obvious, but also distracting. ‘Why did she do that?’ I ask myself. And I start thinking about how the sentence might be simplified or the punctuation might be made less obtrusive. By the time I have reached some sort of conclusion, I have often lost interest in the characters and their story altogether.
And now I am going to pour myself another glass of wine.
There is writing in which the ‘workings’ – the vocabulary, the structures, the punctuation – are largely invisible. That is to say it has been done so unobtrusively that all I really notice are the characters and their story. I like this kind of writing.
There is a second kind of writing which, when reading it, causes me to occasionally pause to admire the author’s craft. ‘Hey, nice work,’ I say to myself before returning to the characters and their story. In a funny sort of way, I also enjoy this kind of writing. There are things to be learned.
And then there is the kind of writing in which the workings are not only obvious, but also distracting. ‘Why did she do that?’ I ask myself. And I start thinking about how the sentence might be simplified or the punctuation might be made less obtrusive. By the time I have reached some sort of conclusion, I have often lost interest in the characters and their story altogether.
And now I am going to pour myself another glass of wine.