Bad Prose

Do you ever experience, after having read some particularly bad prose – and here I know I’m setting myself up for a real jibing – that you sit down to write and are in someway contaminated as it were, that it sticks with you and that you somehow take on these elements.  I just read some tangled prose – real verbose (can I swear on here) shit.  But really, how frustrating, when I set down to write and it’s as if it’s still there, and still present.  This isn’t a review of any author’s work.  I wish him well and hope for his success, but at the same time, wish to be free of that style.