So Mike Hoffman reminded me of this piece: "A Visit from St. Nicholas in the Ernest Hemingway Manner" by James Thurber. Beyond its hilariousness, it's a reminder to me that writing style makes a big difference in a piece's delivery and meaning.
It's also a reminder of how much I like making fun of Hemingway. My favorite line: “'There you go,' mamma said. 'You and your flying reindeer.'”
In other news, I did come up with some material to put in my rhetoric of conspiracy analysis paper, thanks to reading the material again just before I took a nap. (I'm always amused at how much academic paper-writing process involves letting the intuitive side of my mind go to work on the material. I'm also glad for another proof that my writing practices work for both kinds of writing.) Anyway, I'm thankful it was a short piece, as fall allergies have descended upon me with a vengeance.
Or, to write it in Hemingwayvian style:
"There you go," mamma said. "You and your analyses of conspiracy rhetoric."
Just then the allergies from the river hit. They hit hard that year. I wrapped myself up in my bed and slept.
Assignments piled up outside. But I knew I'd only be able to fight the river if I slept. So I slept long and hard.
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I woke to the smell of bacon sizzling in a frying pan. I slipped into my houseshoes and made my way to the kitchen table. Mama had cooked breakfast. I ate the bacon. It was good and it was crisp.
"Crunchy bacon," I said.
"Yes," mama said. "Just the way you like it."
Hi Rodger,
Welcome and thanks for the comment. It made me laugh.
Deborah
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