Wednesday, May 30, 2007


I think another byproduct of working on a novel is that, when you read other people's work, you can't help but notice really well written sentences, even when they are not particularly noteworthy.
I have been reading Hunter S. Thomson's Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72. I have been planning several long, political posts on this. First, however, let's address this one sentence which I can't get unhung-up on. Behold:

The parade ended at the east end of Custer in front of Scott's Rock Shop, which sells rocks.

I don't want to overdo this point, but when you think way too much about writing, this stuff starts to matter to you.


Casey said...

stating the obvious clearly
is clearly not always a task rooted in the obvious

wwc said...

that is what I meant when I sat on your couch for hours on end making fart noises. i am glad you could refine the sentiment. casey in the hizzle.

Noelle said...

I think thats one of the funniest sentences I have ever read.

attempting to silence the voices in my head.