It was just yestereve when my darling said those fateful words: "You should send me a link to your blog!" I admit, I am a full-fledged member of the spelling police and have been told I'm an inductee into the grammar division. If a friend asks for an opinion or a critique of their writings, I always caution them with "Do you really want my honest opinion? Or are you just fishing for compliments?" No matter how many times we have done the dance in the past, they always ask for my true opinion. And they generally are quite butt-hurt when they get it, no matter how gently I phrase it, no matter what I may do to soften the blow.
My husband isn't an open member of the spelling and grammar police; he's more like a detective. He will mention to me how awful this or that writing is from this or that person, but he wouldn't dare utter a word of it to them, unless he is absolutely cornered. But we are comfortable with that which is familiar, and so I knew I was in trouble when he asked for the link to my blog.
Ever the self-conscious writer, I asked him tentatively, "What do you think?"
Now, I always keep in mind that almost everyone has something they consistently do wrong when writing. Perfect spelling these days seems like a rare jewel, and perfect grammar even more so. However, some of those little idiosyncrasies and repeated imperfections give some writing character and can even be said to be a certain writer's style. So I wasn't at all surprised to hear from his corner:
"I like it, but you use way too many commas."
Yes, it seems commas are my little grammar pitfall. I do sprinkle them about quite liberally, wherever I believe they're required...and a few places I know they're not, but it seems that some sort of punctuation is needed. So, I throw in a comma or three for good measure. Commas are my friends. I may be a little too well-acquainted with them, according to my husband.
So if you see my posts littered with too many commas, please know that I am working on it. Old habits die hard.
'Youse yer grammer n spelin az uh weapin',
(Ye gods, that was painful to type!)