January 30, 2006

A Little Chewy is the Day

Reading Scott Fitzgerald (I used to just call him Gerry, but nobody ever knew what I was talking about) has put something of an icy chill on my confidence as a writer. His judo grip on the English language terrifies me at times.

There were other letters among whose helpless caesuras lurked darker rhythms.

or even

Mountain-climbing cars are built on a slant similar to the angle of a hat-brim of a man who doesn't want to be recognized.

My own efforts at the old take hold of words end up coming of as snarky or often as little more than a dainty fop plucking expensive swiss chocolates out of a faux velvet box, or oddly enough sometimes both (I reread this paragraph a few minutes ago and thought to myself, "what the fuck was that shit!").

I shall write as though what I was saying were both a little more and a little less than common sense: a little more because it will endeavor to know the sorts of things no one really wants to and a little less because it will ignore the kinds of things obviously everyone knows; for as much as it pains me, I absolutely must surpress the urge to identify "the little chap with warts, second from the left in the front row."

That last quote is a reference to an article by Kenneth Quinn in which he indirectly chastises classicists for their tendency to ignore much of the text they're reading in a vain attempt to solidly identify some person who is only mentioned in passing.

And it's nice to see the Japanese actually reporting on a probelm they largely ignore besides covering something absolutely ridiculous. Many a night I sit with baited breath hoping I'll see something on the 7 o'clock news besides the latest celeb divorce rumors.

4 Comments:

At 6:52 AM, Blogger Jon Snyder said...

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At 7:00 AM, Blogger Jon Snyder said...

i never pick a cacao powdered swiss chocolate from the box without removing my white gossamer gloves first.

(you'll notice that there was a delay in getting linkage from my blog to yours-- now that wireless is up again, all is well and linkeriffic.)

 
At 7:39 AM, Blogger Nicholas Theisen said...

That's ok, JD; the tears I spilled into my beer only seemed to improve the taste.

 
At 5:33 PM, Blogger Michael K. said...

Though some balked at the bizarre product at first, ramen pies are now selling well, especially among men and children who enjoy noodles.

1) "Men".
2) "Children Who Enjoy Noodles".

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