This is a response to StormWithSkin about her chapter "The writer's bane" in the book "ENFP KABOOMERY"
If you haven't read it, then you should do so now because I'm going straight into the response.
Ahahaha!!! Do I experience this? Yes and no.... And yes and no. I think my friends might be able to explain my answer better than I can but here goes...
Verbose prose is something that doesn't often occur to me in my head however with a bit of effort I do speak this language on occasion. Often when I'm expressing dissatisfaction about anything that has caused me annoyance I will begin a long winded and hopefully intricate complaint. I do this for comedic and/or dramatic effect. I do realize that in your chapter you weren't referring to this particular use of verbose prose but I thought it necessary to include as I would like to be thorough in my response.
In your case, you have apparently run into rooks that have qualms with the way you express yourself. I envy you. Expressing myself verbally has always been a struggle for me. I do consider myself to be a good communicator.. But the quality in which I express myself out loud is grossly lacking. I've discussed some of the reasons for this in previous chapters but in this case I will allow some redundancies.
I truly hate the way I sound when I use certain words. True, there are words I don't like but the list of words that I don't like to say out loud is much longer. While speaking I like to keep everything short and concise if at all possible. Any kind of grandiose expression that my brain may conjure as an emotional response to something I see or hear or to a person will forever remain repressed. Why? The expression must be executed perfectly to be conveyed in an acceptable manner. If you have ever met me and spoke with me you would know that I do not have a very expressive face or voice. In fact, both are quite dull and sometimes droll (I like that word because I think it describes me!!). That fact coupled with the fact that I am severely prone to stuttering leads me to believe that I may never be able to verbally express myself in a passionate way or use verbose prose the way it should be used. I've never put very much effort into trying and for that reason I've lost the inclination to do so. But that's fine. I write and that satisfies me... Or pacifies me *he says, not-so-cleverly*.
So, Cat. While I do understand your plight, I'm afraid I shall never truly grok what you go through on a day-to-day basis despite me being a fellow writer because I don't express myself the way you do. But I applaud you and I hope you're never change simply to quell the dissatisfaction of others. Because if you can do it well, then yer awesome, kid!
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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