I’m spending a lot of time in the garden, playing with chickens, working on my VA packet (oh fun!), and an entire laundry list of things which all have to be completed right now, or the whole world will collapse! There’s nothing wrong with a little fun hyperbole, right?
One of the many things I’m working on this summer is this great place where readers tolerate my ramblings and venting; my blog.
When I first started it, I ran with it. I didn’t care. I had words to say and come heaven or high water, I needed to get them out. Bad grammar, misspellings, and all, I didn’t care. I was going to put my words on paper (or screen) and be damned the grammar police. Now I’m a little more realistic on how much the public will put up with and I do believe I’ve reached that boundary a few times. Now has come the time when I need to go back and correct some mistakes.
I’ve figured out that readers will either put up with venting, sarcastic jokes, and cussing, or they will tolerate bad writing, but they will not tolerate both. Continue reading