I am simultaneously astonished and mortified at the variety of ways the English language can be perceived. A simple sentence read in a different rhythm can produce a curious observation or nihilistic sarcasm. I sometimes worry that my writing style fumbles over this sty - instead of a voice: thoughtful, inquisitive, and accidentally ironic, I do fear my long rants and snarky positions may project a harsh critical spirit. The reader who chooses the latter is sorrowfully wrong and missing out on a few good chuckles ;) Read like you would a professor who you're never quite sure is serious. Someone else I admire: Bill Bryson. He's hilarious. Read a book.
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