I’ve spent a good portion of my life stringing words together.
And while not everyone enjoys that task, I have a deep passion for being a wordsmith.
During a writing course at the community college I previously attended, we read Hemingway’s A Clean, Well-Lighted Place. Immediately I saw the beauty in making every word count. There’s something pleasant about sparse prose that keeps me reading. I don’t know how to describe it.
After reading a few more Hemingway shorts, I gave myself a challenge. Push my style and my language. Don’t just string words together, but explore storytelling in a minimalist fashion. Make every word and every sentence matter.
And I suppose its worked.
My nonfiction essays have grown shorter, until my last one was barely over a page. Maybe there are details I’m leaving out.
Only way to know if this is working for me is when I start submitting my essays for publication.