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Friday, July 9, 2010

learning to write a great sentence

i think i mentioned a few posts ago that i started listening to an audio course i have from the teaching company on the art of building great sentences.

well so far i learned that a great sentence, one that becomes memorable, its words painting visions that cling to the imagination like goosegrass burrs knotting into the scraggly, hand-stripped haunches of a cairn terrier, a tightly wound canine curiosity chock-o-block with dormant dogged pursuit, who has exploded to ground and into a thicket of wild brush in frenzied chase of a giddy garden gobbling hare deliriously slowed by a belly full of early summer greens, or one that flows with accelerating energy like the cool water of a mountain stream that naturally routes the rush of an afternoon cloud burst, beginning in an inaudible trickle of clarity, cascading and tumbling and growing until ending in a roar of rolling gerund urgency, its cumulative subordinate clauses spilling into the welcoming basins of canyons and crags below where it concludes still and settled once again, this kind of sentence, is not easily written nor any resulting attempt guaranteed to delight the whimsy of a fickle set of eyes—something i guess i could have said in not so many words.

oh well, i can't wait to give it a try just the same.

3 comments:

itsmecissy said...

WOW, I am in awe, totally speechless - "giddy garden gobbling hare deliriously slowed by a belly full of early summer greens..."

WOW I got to take me one of them creative writing classes SOON.

Srsly, I love this post bob.

Robert Crane said...

you know, i thought you'd get a kick out of it. i said to myself, self who'd get a kick out of this and i thought possibly the west coaster from california.

the courses are quite good! I highly recommend them.

as for this particular sentence, oh, it only took me an hour to write it.

Pam said...

I'm a copywriter. Let's cut to the chase. I wanna know if the dog ate the bunny, which was too slow to move 'cause of all the grass it ate.