I'm sick of that creepy perv Jeffrey Epstein. If he was your neighbor and not rich and did those things, you'd report him in a heartbeat. But he was rich (why, will we every know?) and he's supposed to be the object of our attention. Gosh, he's sickening. And yet I'll probably read something about him today. Even more whining about Trump is preferable to this pornography.
From https://www.millersbookreview.com/p/how-long-should-this-sentence-be?img=https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F9817360e-0427-42cc-8cb1-5cff0ff9351d_1920x1346.jpeg&open=false I have stopped buying books on writing; I have some of the really good ones. I've been asked to write one myself, but I don't need to choke the world with another book on writing, to paraphrase Annie Dillard. Everyone wants to find the secret sauce, and it doesn't exist in a recipe. It exists in the writing, the practice, the WORK. The question isn’t how many words a writer employs but how clearly those words relate to the core. Length doesn’t cause problems. Muddled thinking expressed in clumsy writing does. Give a writer 100 words to build a sentence, and they won’t automatically become Faulkner, anymore than limiting a person to 15 makes them Hemingway. The sentence serves the thought and desired effect, not the other way around. You can pile clause up...