One word at a time. Words make a sentence. You have many sentences for paragraphs.
Paragraphs form to make a ...what? A chapter, an essay, a 'piece', pardon my French. You comb them together you get an anthology at worst. I have an unpublished anthology of personal essays is not as bad sounding as saying I maintain a blog online and barf out words on it.
The rules can be broken. They are often broken by those who know them inside-out, well enough to understand what the broken rules are and what the final effect is. You don't need punctuation. You don't need sentences either, it can be all one run-on sentence. Paragraphs are wussies, you could argue, and do a textdump just one large blob of written text floating around. Books have been published in that manner, real smartypants books not something to be laughed at or made fun of. You don't even need chapters a lot of novels don't have them. And the concept of a 'collection' or a 'book' itself is a totally physical construct back from the days when you needed a bundle of pages to take home and read...it made organizing more convenient. You could imagine JK Rowling writing the books as a series of chapters, disregarding the books. They could be useful as tools for design but are in no way fundamental.
What is the meat of writing then, the rule that absolutely should not be broken. Or else you find your bones broken and you're hanging upside down outside a window in Budapest where the other ass is threatening to drop you down until you apologize. Apologies are for adults they're a sign of maturity. But that also means the robbers thieves highwaymen win. That works only if your ego is as smaller, way smaller than your intelligence. We don't have time to think about this.
And why are they being shown more love than anyone anyway. They're just as hardworking as anyone they didn't donate anything extraordinary or so what they have most of it was inherited from their parents including the uhm influence within the gold according to the old doctor and we're all set.
You and I babe you and I.
Nothing in the world will stop our passionate love affair.
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