Some people say I should write
More about people
Than, say, red pencil sharpeners
Or cats with no eyes
But I reckon you’ve got to run
With what you’ve got,
Whatever grabs the eyeballs
Of yr brain,
the sad, empty chairs of the Nail Salon, for instance,
plushed as if for royalty,
the little commas at the end of sentences wriggling
that lop-sided moon like a broken smile,
You’re there to celebrate its otherness,
How it shines out in a tawdry world,
What brings it, and you,
In the words of Trent Reznor,
‘Closer to God’
It’s still dark outside but my brain’s awake so I drift down to the study.
I hop onto the computer.
That’s when I read it, Shelley’s comment on my post about that sign in the gym: ‘
Shelley said: ‘
Noooooo. Not the sacred apostrophe being misused!’
That’s when I burst out laughing.
“Can you tone it down, please? You sound a bit manic.”
It’s the voice of common sense coming from the bedroom.
“I’m sorry,” I say. ”It’s so hilarious”.
“It’s not even 5 o’clock, “she says. “You’ll wake the neighbours.”
“Would it be better if I hold back till seven?” I ask. “Would that work?”
“Yes,” says the voice of reason.
So that’s what I do. I go back to bed, set the alarm and let it rip at seven, a great big uproarious laugh. It feels cathartic like a colonic cleanse.
I wish Shelly could have heard it..
She’s right though, the voice of reason.
It’s all a matter of timing.
when’s the last time you had a really good laugh — or a colonic cleanse?
The very long sentence in an effort to beat its predecessors ran on and on and on over fifty five and a half pages after which time it lapsed into a comma, then another, and another till semi-colonized by tedium it slowed right down; sighed; lurched to the left then came to an abrupt full stop.
what’s the longest sentence you’ve read or written?
do you enjoy long sentences? do you occasionally try them just for fun?
how long do you think a sentence should be? what are its natural constraints?
You always want the last word.
Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror, question yourself?
You like things open and shut. In neat little packages.
Even when we can’t see you, we hear you.
I’ll give you this. You go about your work quietly, not like your loud, foot stamping cousins
But there’s so many of you. You could loosen up, give others a go.
I know in some countries you go by a different name
But a rose by any other name is still a rose
And a full stop by any other term is still a full stop.