You know, last time I looked, the classic 'four types' of rhetoric were Narration, Description, Argument and Exposition. Call me picky but I think 'poetry', 'images', 'the exact shade of green' and, heck, stretch a point, why not, 'descriptive' all come under 'description'.
Description: "Oh my, look at those verdant hills, a shifting spectrum of basil, beryl, bottle, cabbage, celadon, emerald, grass [duh -- Ed.], jade, jungle, lime, Lincoln, malachite, Nile, olive, peridot, sage, teal and volcanic glass."
Narrative: "Once upon a time there was a man called Oedipus who met his father at the crossroads and killed him and then married his mother but that was after he'd met the Sphinx, etc etc, and oh look, the hills are green, but I'm only mentioning this because it's important to the plot."
Don't you think?
Or maybe I'm really just Angsty and have been wrongly Sorted. Gryffindor! I want to be in Gryffindor!
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Coulda been worse. I am apparently so nuts about characters I haven't got a plot to bless myself with.
I'm angst.
It's not so. People always get me wrong. I'm going to end it all now.
Actually, I would have liked a line for 'you are anal and hate people who spell colour "color" and would rant about that for 3 pages.'
Narrative too. What's so wrong with adjectives anyway?
Character and dialogue. There's no surprise in that for me.
Dialogue and character for me, too.
[stomp] I can too describe ... stuff.
I went over there and had a play and took a long time to answer because I thought some of the lines were a bit cheesy and...
yup, narrative.
Angst!
Really? Am I angsty? I'm not melodramatic.
I wanted to be narrative - the hills are much greener now than they are at any other time of year.
You know, last time I looked, the classic 'four types' of rhetoric were Narration, Description, Argument and Exposition. Call me picky but I think 'poetry', 'images', 'the exact shade of green' and, heck, stretch a point, why not, 'descriptive' all come under 'description'.
Description: "Oh my, look at those verdant hills, a shifting spectrum of basil, beryl, bottle, cabbage, celadon, emerald, grass [duh -- Ed.], jade, jungle, lime, Lincoln, malachite, Nile, olive, peridot, sage, teal and volcanic glass."
Narrative: "Once upon a time there was a man called Oedipus who met his father at the crossroads and killed him and then married his mother but that was after he'd met the Sphinx, etc etc, and oh look, the hills are green, but I'm only mentioning this because it's important to the plot."
Don't you think?
Or maybe I'm really just Angsty and have been wrongly Sorted. Gryffindor! I want to be in Gryffindor!
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