[i]"I've been trained formally and I've been writing for publication since 1975, but I don't pretend to be Red Smith or to have all the answers."[i/]
If you gave that sentence to a resume/cover letter writer, they'd probably come up with something like:
Despite being formally trained and writing for publication since 1975, I don't pretend to be Red Smith or to have all the answers.
is it an improvement? hell if i know.
As far as too many commas--try the hyphen; or even the semi-colon. And nothing draws a reader's attention like:
a writer's colon.
Probably just listen to ye ol' editor.
According to the San Jose Sharks goalie, good readers make good writers. i.e., you are what you eat/read.
People who read a lot of David Foster Wallace (especially his earlier works*) tend to use a lot of
parentheticals and footnotes.
Books dedicated to writing I've purchased, read, enjoyed and return to:
Strunk and White, 'the Elements of Style'
Patricia O'Conner 'Woe is I'
Some great books by surprisingly readable writers to keep next to the throne:
'The Groucho Letters' -Marx
'The World As I See It' or 'Ideas and Opinions' -Einstein
A Norton Reader Anthology is a great resource for various styles of writing and always chock-full
of good reading. I think it's updated annually but the content from year to year is about 75% the same.
The Most Of S.J. Perelman ( Steve Martin edition)
Edmund Wilson and George Jean Nathan (Summit City boy), if you can find the latter's books.
More modern writers to read: Thomas Sowell and, of course, P.J. O'Rourke.
O'Rourke's seminal 1986 essay "How To Drive Fast on Drugs While Getting Your Wing-Wang Squeezed and Not Spill Your Drink":
"When it comes to taking chances, some people like to play poker or shoot dice; other people prefer to parachute-jump, go rhino hunting, or climb ice floes, while still others engage in crime or marriage. But I like to get drunk and drive like a fool. Name me, if you can, a better feeling than the one you get when you're half a bottle of Chivas in the bag with a gram of coke up your nose and a teenage lovely pulling off her tube top in the next seat over while you're going a hundred miles an hour down a suburban side street. You'd have to watch the entire Mexican air force crash-land in a liquid petroleum gas storage facility to match this kind of thrill. If you ever have much more fun than that, you'll die of pure sensory overload, I'm here to tell you. "
the rest is here:
http://www.heretical.com/miscella/reptile.htmland in various editions of his collected writings.
*What?