I listened, I learned, but something just wasn't right, something was missing. What seemed, on the surface, to be a complete list of literary terms had me thinking. Although I was sure of it, I didn't want to ask in class. That feeling I had incessantly nagged at me, even after arriving home. At that point I knew what had to be done. Asinine as it may seem, I took it upon myself to make this my very own, somewhat comedic English 111 vision quest. Lesser men (and women) may have wavered, but realizing that a peaceful night's sleep was at stake I pressed on against incredibly ominous, insurmountable odds. The specter of impending doom washed over me as I slumped into my chair. It was now or never, at least for this night's sleep. My mind totally blank, I stared at the incandescent glow of the LCD. A coherent description of it in layman's terms escaped me and my focus went by the wayside. My thoughts and concentration wandered, a myriad of bookmarks beckoned, this was becoming another in a long line of lost causes. Not even five minutes in and I needed a break, lifting myself from my seat I retrieved my backpack and produced 20 ounces of immortality, Coke Zero. My thirst quenched, I headed back to complete what seemed to be an impossible task just a few minutes before. The tedious task of encoding erratic thoughts into a stream of keystrokes that can produce a plethora of recursive results from everyone's best friend, Google. It is starting to become very clear to me as I type that I have found the words necessary to sleep tonight, to put an end to this real life Grammarian vision quest. It's late, class has been over for three hours now, yet I'm still struggling to literally put this topic to bed. Finally, the exhausting trials and tribulations of my crude Google search bear fruit with pages upon pages of results. Every fiber of my being is rife with anticipation as I scan the first, then second page of results. I'm not disappointed, I've found it and would be remiss to not readily admit that my Google-Fu skills are strong, very strong indeed. Acrostic, read it (again) and weep.
Is an acrostic a literary term?
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