This post is kind of a continuation of what I was talking about yesterday: the four things I’ve learned about novel writing. But I feel the need to expound a little more on one of the topics.
I remember in the past when I tried to write, I would become very frustrated because when I re-read what I wrote, I didn’t sound like Faulkner. My vocabulary sounded unsophisticated, my descriptions were weak, and my metaphors were tired.
I wanted to sound important! I wanted to sound sophisticated! I wanted to sound like Alexander Pope, or John Milton and all those other authors I studied as an English major undergrad. I wanted to sound pretentious!
The other day I was reading several reviews of a novel by a certain author. Review after review mentioned how the language was “thick” and “hard to wade through” and the author would go on for…
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