Why I Luuuv Mark Steyn
Take a look at the following essay. Admire this:
…Morrison’s verse sounds like the rhyming dictionary is being stretched to its limits – “mire” and “pyre”, but he refuses to tire or preach to the choir.
Actually it can be any of his many essays. You get a sense that he’s getting more and more into his subject matter as he’s going along. He is so prolific — you get a sense that he practically spits out essay after essay, and his saliva turns into fireworks as soon as it leaves his lips.
I spit out my writing as well. Only it looks like the staff my daughter spits out. I can’t edit my scrabbles immediately, because that would be like liking my own puke. I have to wait several days, and when I go back to my writing I inevitably find several sentence fragments. By then I have no clue what was originally on my mind. I’m not completely hopeless, though: I clean up a little, change wording here and there, and my piece improves. But as far as the blogging goes, I take too much time.
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