And past all this, reddened by a round slow September sun, are mountains, jagged, their tops’ sharp angles darkening into definition against a deep red tired light. Against the red their sharp connected tops form a spiked line, an EKG of the dying day.
But again, DFW added enough detail to keep the audience intrigued and alert, but not enough to where we get lost in all this extra nonsense. Just as Carr and Barthleme both gave advice about. I find it so incredible to be able to write like this. I, myself, find it extremely difficult in y own writings to know when I have reached the point of too much detail or too little. All these authors seem to have definitely perfected that aspect of writing. Something very admirable.
Melinda Terry
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