I like it, but I beg to differ. All stories whether long or short lift us on their wavy tides. Sometimes you just have to strip off the skin and chomp bones until the flesh flowers fresh enough to wander off within.
I learn much more this way, and I've come to understand that the self is not a concrete, static thing. It's in constant motion, in the act of becoming.
Hi Nina! I think I am most impressed by the musicality of the sentence. I can really hear it, musical speech a la Martin Luther King or Jesse Jackson. Lovely the melody, harmony and rhythm.
I just saw this lovely quote: "The novel imitates life, where the short story is bony, and cannot wander.” —William Trevor
I like it, but I beg to differ. All stories whether long or short lift us on their wavy tides. Sometimes you just have to strip off the skin and chomp bones until the flesh flowers fresh enough to wander off within.
Unlike many people, I really like when someone disagrees. Thank you! And as you note here, every one-liner has holes in it.
That’s amazing! Wish more of us could be open to different ideas!
I learn much more this way, and I've come to understand that the self is not a concrete, static thing. It's in constant motion, in the act of becoming.
Hi Nina! I think I am most impressed by the musicality of the sentence. I can really hear it, musical speech a la Martin Luther King or Jesse Jackson. Lovely the melody, harmony and rhythm.
When I went through it, I was surprised at the recurring assonance that held the entire sentence together.