I am about to write my Sunday column on Buster Posey. Before I get started, here is the first paragraph of Lord Jim by Joseph Conrad. I’ve been thinking of old Joe lately, something I do from time to time. I give you this paragraph because I love the words:
He was an inch, perhaps two, under six feet, powerfully built, and he advanced straight at you with a slight stoop of the shoulders, head forward, and a fixed from-under stare which made you think of a charging bull. His voice was deep, loud, and his manner displayed a kind of dogged self-assertion which had nothing aggressive in it. It seemed a necessity, and it was directed apparently as much at himself as anybody else. He was spotlessly neat, apparelled in immaculate white from shoes to hat, and in the various Eastern ports where he got his living as a ship-chandler’s water-clerk he was very popular.
Pablo
Conrad, you like. I get that. I know he was the focus of your studies. But, I find the sentences are too long in this passage.
I’m not asking you to agree. However, varying length of sentences I find more readable.
March 23rd, 2013 12:03 pm
Mark M
I hope his ankle injury was his Patna already.
March 24th, 2013 12:27 pm
bigandbold
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.
March 25th, 2013 8:00 pm