The mist-ak-EEN em-FAS-ees the-at-EAR
This Weekend I read a Story. The Plot was rather silly, and It didn't keep my Interest, although It might have done better if I hadn't been so confused by the Style adopted. For most of the Nouns and Pronouns (and one Adjective) were capatilized.
As I read the Work, I kept emphasizing all capatalized Words. I frequently do That when reading Poetry, not with the Capitals, but simply with how the Words fit together. Mostly in my Latin Class, the Poetry had a Cadence simply because of the word Pronunciation, Something which made reading Poetry like singing a Song. Without the Tambourines.
This Story was nothing like That. I mentally emphasized many Words, but there seemed to be no Rhyme nor Reason to the Emphasis. It didn't draw me into the Writing, but rather made Me feel as if I were stumbling along a rocky Shoreline, barely able to keep my Balance.
Artistic License, My Big Toe! There was no good Reason to do This to the Readers, to make their Brains hurt as they tried to understand the Story.
There is no good Reason for Me to be so mean either, except Pain is much easier shared.
Sadly, though, It's too bad I never had to read It in one of my English Classes. The Structure can change the entire Meaning of the Story. I find myself wondering if That might be what the Author intended.
Yeah. Right.
2 Comments:
what's the story?
It was a silly tale of a wizard's familiar and her kittens. The wizard, master of all things except transmogrification apparently, turned himself into a mouse which was then eaten by the kittens.
The familiar, of course, was writing the story.
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