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The Words of Every Song  by Liz Moore

This week: 150 pgs

Favorites in the Style mapping thing-a-ma-jig:

*note: my reasoning is in bold italics, the quotes are in regular font.

Phyllis:
 A Million Little Pieces by James Frey is written with crude diction that portrays the author's critical struggles and a repetitive flow that allows the reader to understand his thinking.

I need to read this book. Heard he faked it, but it's still supposed to be a good one, right?

The Lost Message of Words:
Contrasting the opening of The Guns of August , Tuchman portrays a sophisticated view of regality that harmoniously prescribes a session of kings. The precise diction glorifies the seasoned May morning of 1910. The author further distinguishes the morning, "So gorgeous was the spectacle on the May morning of 1910 when nine kings rode in the funeral of Edward V11 of England that the crowd, waiting in hushed and black-clad awe, could not keep back gasps of admiration."

"sophisticated view of regality that harmoniously..." I like it. I don't know what regality is, so props to you, you Lost Message.

That One Guy's blog:
The low, musical connotation of "Blood Meridian" is revealed by the diction in which there are no sophisticated words or those used simply for there pretty sound. There is plenty of imagery and poetic description as he describes the sun as "the color of steel" and his shadow falling for "miles before him." 

This curving pathway of thoughts evokes a discordant mumbling in the mind as the story continues.

I find him eloquent, especially with the above sentence.

As Told by Ginger:
 In comparison to these two books, Charlotte Brontë's novel Jane Eyre reveals Brontë's denotative sense of style. Her literal and straightforward descriptions as well as the almost journalistic style as if she were reporting back the actions of the other characters reveals the way in which she observes and describes language.

Ugh. Jane Eyre. Bleeeechhhh. My mother had to literally force me to read that book the summer before junior year. I agree with the journalistic style that Ginger speaks of. It bored me to tears, no offence (but really, take offence), Jane Eyre.