via kung fu grippe via Read All Day:
I couldn’t really place [What I Talk About When I Talk About Running] on my great book list because while his memoir is engaging and inspiring, it did not meet my own requirements of having the character undergo change through struggle, nor was it about the importance of connection, nor did it create a world or landscape or background that was just so beautiful it became a character itself in the book.
What an awkward way to describe a book’s failure to meet a weird benchmark.
Specifically, I couldn’t really place the sentence on my great sentences list because while it’s mostly grammatically sound and includes words and punctuation, it did not meet my own requirements of having a large foam cowboy hat, nor was it about how broccoli looks like little trees, nor did it create a fort made of sofa cushions in which I could enjoy the sentences included in my proper list of great sentences.
What an awkward way to put down an awkward way to describe a book’s failure to meet a weird benchmark.
Specifically, I couldn’t really place the insult on my great insults list because while it serves its purpose and conveys approximately the correct amount of sarcasm, it did not meet my own requirements of having an inflatable pool toy, nor did it contain allegories of the spiritual journey, nor did it describe a down-on-his-luck Welsh miner making the most of a bad situation.
