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I think it’s awesome that reading and commenting on other bloggers’ posts often makes me say things I hadn’t been able to verbalize so clearly before. That’s the beauty of discussion.
And—if I do say so myself—I like the words I was able to put my finger on just now as I commented on Book Guy Reviews‘s post “Suspended Sentences: The Fog of Bad Realism“ (I revised my wording just a little here):
I hate how the literary establishment praises and awards writing that is boring, obscure, and pretentious, rather than writing that is truly great storytelling. I used to think I just didn’t get it. Now I think they’re the ones who don’t.
No more apologizing about it—that is how I feel!