/lit/ - Literature

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Good prose is like all good art. It conjures up images, emotions, and connections to something larger. A good word might might be "beauty", but it's more of a "feeling" that one is touching, reading, or seeing something made by the highest collective "aesthetic" level of human experience.

It connects to a moment, or a passage that one feels totally immersed in, because of its relatability to one's innate "humanity". This is more of a philosophical explanation, but, in short, great prose adds depth, insightfulness and relatability to the human experience of its reader/viewer.

Brother ' for I kept denying his nature. His strong body, ivy leaguer, athletic, pushing that cart along the isle. Come to think of it,he was less brother more icon, but none of these matter anymore. Just like nothing mattered during the times during which he got high in the supply room near the offices throughout which Mother dragged us during our teenage years. He had been like that for 5 years, and prior to his heart attack his undefeated nature propelled him upon every podium. Next to the other contenders he was a god, them, heroes, and I was a mere human.' May i have some oats? His voice was hoarse. 85% of the heads that perceived the sounds he made turned their heads in disgust. His brother turning his head smiling' Fetch! 'tossed a bag of oats that slightly missed the coordinates at which it could have made him whiplash.