Commentary

Communication is an art — apologies, doubly so. Yesterday, I found myself reviewing an attempt at atonement. While it didn’t lack style or “ly” adverbs, the writing did ignore a few staples of the “I’ve run afoul” genre. Upon initial reading, the letter wasn’t offensive in its oversights; it was just from a different era — a little more Whedonesque than Shakespearean. Generally, an apology is an admission of fault without deviating into tangential topics or situations. It’s typically good form to avoid the “I’m sorry, but…” formula so prevalent in boardrooms, political arenas and 3rd grade playgrounds.

I was eight. I lived in Crossville, TN (It’s okay, I moved). I spent every spare second I could drawing, day-dreaming, or arguing about comics. On rainy days, I would lay on the super uncomfortable berber carpet in our finished basement with a single couch pillow tucked directly under my chest. On my right, I […]