A lot of great things have been said about “Southern hospitality,” and to that I say “no.” Southern hospitality is not as hospitable as some might think.
The thing with Southern hospitality is there is almost always the patima of superiority about it. It is a subtle one upmanship where people try to outdo each other in small ways. There are subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) shades of condescension; as if a “bless your heart” is never far away.
Bad writing.
I mean really bad writing.
I love it.
I find it inspirational. Whenever I read a terrible published work, I step back with a little reverence and more awe than I anticipated.
Discovering really terrible writing is like discovering a smell so bad that you have to share it with family and friends. It’s so bad that it becomes a bonding experience.
Hi! I’m on LinkedIn!
I’ve been working on my LinkedIn profile, which even I have to say is so amazingly awesome that adjectives fail and drag themselves away whimpering when they try to describe my work history!
ENTHUSIASM!
Censorship is useless. And funny!
As I’ve mentioned in a previous post, a near-word, replacement word, or initial doesn’t really mask the actual word. It just pushes the word into the mind of the reader while giving the author semi-plausible deniability.
I want to hammer this motherplucker home, so I am including a censored story. I call it…
It’s not always “write, write, write”. I have to stimulate the mind in other ways as well.
One is editing. I love editing. I’m just now getting back into editing other people’s prose, which is a joy for me. It’s like a logic puzzle in English; which is just as well since I am terrible at math.
This is a problem I understand is common with a lot of “creative types” (or lazy types like me.) And that is a shame. I have a huge amount of respect for mathematicians. Especially considering I have a better chance of becoming a unicorn than I do a mathematician it makes the profession all that more mystical to me.
