F-pattern reading. Bullet lists. Multiple points of entry. Subheads galore.
I’ve seen the information as I plod through the hills and valleys of research on the way to my first lit review.
I should know better. Tsk, tsk.
Alas, up to this point, my blog here (redundant) has been more a profusion of prose than a crisp, cutting-edge chronicle. Words are powerful. I enjoy depth. That combination yields lengthy posts.
But no more! (exclamation points are unnecessary 9.8 times out of 10)
I vow the following from this day forward: (cliché)
• to break up wandering strolls through the countryside of my mind with frequent subheads or new posts altogether
• to seek wit and brevity
• to avoid the trappings of online journaling
• to dodge vague language like that last point
Before you leave, dear reader, a quick aside on why we love less.
A range of theories can apply here:
• paradox of choice – some is better than none, but more is not better than some
• KISS – keep it simple, stupid
Perhaps the most relevant issue is the quaint fact that there are only 24 hours in a day. I’m talking cost/benefit analysis here.
Time = cost, benefit = knowledge.
A writer capable of mastering succinct style can be immortal.
Case study: the Gettysburg Address.
Shut up, it is not a cliché, it is a masterpiece.
There is not a syllable out of place in that text.
Some people claim that Facebook statuses and Tweets are sucking the soul from actual (long) writing. I dare anyone with a quill or a keyboard to attempt an encapsulation of such a monstrous event in 152 words.
There is a place for shorter texts: it is here, online.
Good day, and a tip of the stovepipe hat to Abe.