Desks are terrible places, no matter how many wheels a chair might have.
March 14, 2011 § 2 Comments
So bear with me, guys, and read this because it’s worth a discussion. Tiny discussion, then noises that resemble nothing wordlike, then candy and then sleep. Is he right, or on the right track, about sentences? My thought, having read his fiction, is that it’s too much like a sledgehammer when each sentence is a climax. He ends up forsaking story and narrative and, well, movement in this sentence-ical quest. Lorrie Moore can write a great line, but she has also mastered the ability to write a series of modest sentences whose accretion creates a meaning greater than any single one could be responsible for.
And now, comments? I’m out. I even used the word “accretion”, for fuck’s sake.