I once saw paragraphs as formulaic.
At least four sentences.
Topic Sentence.
Supporting Detail #1
Explanation of Said Detail
Transition Word followed by Supporting Detail #2
And so on
Tidy rectangles.
Blogging changed this.
Without the economy of paper, I could reduce a paragraph to four sentences.
And guess what?
No one cared.
If anything, the medium itself screamed at me, "You can't pull a Dickens and run a 12 sentence paragraph. These are pixels not papyrus dammit and you'd better respect the fact that they are one tab away from chatting with friends than reading your long-winded nonsense."
So, I began to see paragraphs as different.
Breaths.
White space.
No sound is still considered a note in music.
Space.
Liberated from the confines of grammar school lectures and formulas. I'll write as short or as long as I please and press return when I want, because I need space.
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