Rhetoric is ruining my chance for friendship.
What do you mean, you CAN'T have a road less traveled clogged with people asking for directions? It's NOT an example of oxymoron! It is a rhetorical device known as antithesis, it is the willful, purposeful juxtaposition of ideas that seems to be contradictory, for emphasis. You can have a crowded road less traveled, just as you can have a nearly empty theater where a stranger sits in the seat right in front of you, or a nearly empty plane where another passenger is assigned to your aisle, or a nearly empty train where all the passengers congregate directly in front of the door.
You can find yourself unloved in a room full of people preaching love. You can find yourself silent next to the person for whom you have nothing but an endless stream of words and thoughts and sentiments. Unmoved in the face of nature. Thirsty at sea. This is not oxymoron. It's not irony. It's antithetical.
We are asked to write a story in 20 minutes. And while I type, I think, DON'T VOLUNTEER, DON'T VOLUNTEER, DON'T RAISE YOUR HAND, I WILL CUT YOU. One person reads. No one answers the next call. The seconds pass like vapors rising in the mirage. Oh. Oh. I can see my hand and cannot stop it. Please. PLEASE. Not this time. This is moronic.
Ho hum is such a pleasant way to spend your days if your purpose is to simply spend your days. Not as a reaction. People like this make writers wealthy and famous, and I wonder what it must feel like to spend those dollars. Let's say you have an idea to share.
God, why would you?
These conferees don't know a goddamn about love.
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clearly i am far too drunk tonight, because this made me cry and cry and cry.
[and also comment.]
no kidding. you never comment. or cry and cry and cry. because that would be polysyndeton.
i never comment because you make me feel like the dumbest girl who ever did live; i had to look up the definition of polysyndeton.
I had to look it up too, Kat. But now, I feel like the next-smartest girl in the world because I didn't know the same word that the smartest girl who ever did live didn't know.
See? Who needs rhetoric?? I have delusion.
dear kat,
YOU JUST WROTE A POST TITLED ASYNDETON. I REST MY CASE/
dear eclectic,
TELL HER!
sincerely,
me
dear /\,
i never once said i was smart.
dear eclectic,
same goes for you.
Dear Kat,
The sun never said it was hot and bright, either.
love,
Shari
Dear /\,
I did.
Coluld it be that your character chose a road less traveled because they were simply not as unique as they thought they were? Happens all the time.
Oops, I meant "less traveled" ya know?
well, it happens to me all the time. i would remind myself more, but i get tired of hearing the sound of my own voice.
Oh! I never got that expression before. "The road less traveled." That makes perfect sense. I always thought it was "The road Les traveled." I was always like, "Who the hell is Les? Les Nessman? Les Paul?"
This is why I come here.
Also I always thought it was Polly Syndeton. "Who's she?"
Hello, Brando(n).
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