“You know, it's a very 'tabula-rasa', modernizing, but ephemeral kind of way of accessing the affections, like, through a modality of preaching that is really fusion.”Father, forgive me for all the times I ever spoke such mumbo-jumbo. I have sinned against English. I have tortured and contorted innocent words beyond all coherence. Amen.
If you are prone, as I have been, to stacking sentences to the ceiling with big, eccentric words like a crazy hat shop, try the Big Boggle Rule: if you can't talk using words that mostly fit on the Big Boggle game board, your language is probably boggling and your own understanding likely boggled. Since coming up with the BBR, my speech has sounded less like someone throwing a tin of magnetic poetry at the fridge and more like human conversation.
Readers have time to examine sentences in a way that listeners can't. Prose grants more freedom to unpack our trunks and show off rare verbal jewels. In ordinary talk, however, bloated clauses and pompous terms go striding from the mouth with all the pretence of an obese, malformed figure festooned in gaudy ornaments and too much cloth. The sanctification of a sentence is to strip it to barest simplicity while retaining the virtue of its meaning.