A curious muse just accused me, in a roundabout (or not really that roundabout) way of being a fetishist of lists.
Guilty.
I like lists.
Perhaps because I’m lazy, because constructing all the interstitial words – the verbs, conjunctions, prepositions, etc. – that form the segues from one thought to the next doesn’t have the same payoff as simply jumping to the next substantive item.
Or maybe because lists are hot.
I think a little of each.
And so, herewith, a list:
Bent over
Kneeling
Mouth agape
Legs spread
Dressed to the nines
Nude
Ready
Waiting
Surprised
Hungry
Sated
Tingling
Sore
And another, equally important (perhaps even prerequisite) one:
Snarky
Smart/clever/wise
Ironic
Funny
Strong
Fit
Hungry
There are so many grammar terms I don’t understand in your description that I actually have no idea what you’re talking about! It seems like you’re saying lists are for those too lazy to write…? 🙂
(Oh. And I would never have been anything but blunt, surely?)
Some might call you snarky.