On Brevity

It is my ambition to say in ten sentences what others say in a whole book.

Friedrich Nietzsche

I am not laconic by any means, nor do I claim to be. Is it desired? Of course. Do I often receive what I want? No, not really. The thought expression of today will most likely be contradictory–I will write about brevity without the slightest of intention of being brief. I will be so bold as to ask you to bear with me.

It has been a great aspiration of mine to write wondrous meaning in the least amount of words. But It has been a long and painful voyage. I attempted a 100 day project where I only wrote a simple 100 words every day–I failed around day 15–and I always seem to exceed every word count–no matter if it is 500 or 10,000 words. I am at a loss as to how people can convey the most incredible and unbelievable importances in so few words. Perhaps it is my redundancies–I often find various ways to express the same thing–but I feel it is more than that.

I absolutely adore stringing complexity after complexity, one behind the other. At times, I feel like the only way to tell what I mean, tell my complexities, is through numerous words. Obviously, great writers have proven otherwise, but there is something I admire about a sentence of “important nothings”, a phrase coined by Jane Austen whose dialogue writing is incomparable.

Perhaps a laconic disposition is something that comes naturally with time and age, plus a continued practice. I’ll keep practicing, but until brevity shows its face, I will be an idealistic and young daydreamer who has not yet lived enough–nor experienced enough of the world–to be terse.

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