(no subject)
I think it’s only fair to say that I’m running about a mile a minute right now. I think it’s also fair to say that actually sitting down in front of a keyboard has sobered me up a great deal.
I suppose I worry about coherence a lot. I have been called so much as eloquent, but lately I wonder whether my syntax could be more solidly constructed. I also suppose that dialogue comes easily to me for this very reason.
“Do you like peaches?”
“Nah, they’re too sticky.”
“Sticky?”
“Yeah, they make your face all sticky and nasty and it’s gross.”
“How old are you?”
“Thirty seven.”
Though I suppose anything is easy without context. Building context requires grammatically sufficient prose, at least to my standards. Description especially.
Dialogue is well-suited for character building.
Jack decided to call Jill. Her phone rang three times.
“Hello?”
Jack gasped. “Oh God!” he exclaimed.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“Oh… nothing.” He was suddenly cheerful and easygoing. “What’s goin’ on?”.
“Uh… nothing…I guess…”
“Cool. Because I’m bored and I figured you’d be awake at 4:30 am.”
“Yeeaaah… are you ok?” She was apprehensively concerned. “You sounded a little worried there.”
“Yeah, I have this irrational fear of people answering their phone. It’s stupid, I know. But it passes quick enough.”
They say I should do this every day.
I suppose I worry about coherence a lot. I have been called so much as eloquent, but lately I wonder whether my syntax could be more solidly constructed. I also suppose that dialogue comes easily to me for this very reason.
“Do you like peaches?”
“Nah, they’re too sticky.”
“Sticky?”
“Yeah, they make your face all sticky and nasty and it’s gross.”
“How old are you?”
“Thirty seven.”
Though I suppose anything is easy without context. Building context requires grammatically sufficient prose, at least to my standards. Description especially.
Dialogue is well-suited for character building.
Jack decided to call Jill. Her phone rang three times.
“Hello?”
Jack gasped. “Oh God!” he exclaimed.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“Oh… nothing.” He was suddenly cheerful and easygoing. “What’s goin’ on?”.
“Uh… nothing…I guess…”
“Cool. Because I’m bored and I figured you’d be awake at 4:30 am.”
“Yeeaaah… are you ok?” She was apprehensively concerned. “You sounded a little worried there.”
“Yeah, I have this irrational fear of people answering their phone. It’s stupid, I know. But it passes quick enough.”
They say I should do this every day.