How shall I start thee, let me count the ways. I have spent considerable time reading, rereading, perusing, defining, elaborating, and editing the interview handed down to me by the great muse of interrogation. My friend was very helpful in her responses and quite humorous. I don't expect a Pulitzer for this interview, but I feel it will be insightful to those who seek to publish in local news.
I have spent a little time thinking about the Prose readings in contrast to some readings for other courses: Plato, Cicero, Quintilian, Ramus, and Castiglione to name a few. It is interesting to see the overlap between rhetorical tropes from various dead guys come forward in Prose's examination of style. What does this mean for my aspiring career as a teacher? I feel privileged to be able to share these elements of style and graceful methods of writing with future impressionable (warp-able) young minds. For what is composition without a sense of composing with grace? It is an empty declaration of motives without persuasion, coherence, or voice. Somehow, my readings keep bringing me back to some of the first essays I read about education and composition by Adrienne Rich, Susan Griffin, Richard Rodriguez, and Paolo Freire. Even Janet Burroway's textbook Writing Fiction found its way off my shelf and into my lap one morning after reading for my PRWR6300 course. These connections to be drawn seem to form a web that slowly complicates itself into a latticework of indecipherable complexity that, according to Derrida, could take hundreds of years to unravel.
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