by Jackie King
The dog-days of summer arrived early
this year, and along with the heat came lethargy and indolence. I’m calling
this the lazy-day-syndrome, and I fear that I’m infected. Coining a disease
sounds less harsh than calling myself a slug, don’t you think? (I have a habit
of excusing all of my bad habits…my favorite is describing my tendency toward untidiness
as artistic clutter.)
I needed to spend today editing an almost-finished book, but the
word-smithing isn’t going at all well. My dialogue sounds as if it needs heavy
starch and a hot iron. (I repeat, I'm suffering from lazy-day syndrome.)
I spent considerable time scanning
through my dialogue, knowing that what I was reading wasn’t quite up to snuff, but
not sure how to fix the problem. I wanted to put the work aside, telling myself
that it was too hot to work, but that’s not going to bring in royalties and pay
the bills. So I decided to let off some steam by lambasting my pet
peeve, as a reader. Complaining always makes a person feel
better, don’t you think?
I abhor the current odious trend of
using both a punctuation mark and a question
mark at the end of a sentence. Why? It’s insulting to me as a reader. It’s as
if the author is saying, “I can’t trust you to get this, so I’m red-lighting the
words to help you out.”
News flash: If the sentence is written
correctly, I’ll get it. Also, when I see double punctuation at the end of one
sentence, my first emotion is to throw the book across the room.
Why? Because
it’s insulting to my intelligence. If the sentence is exciting, trust me, I’ll
know that. If it isn’t, an exclamation mark won’t convince me.
Okay, I’ve had my little verbal
temper-tantrum and now I feel all better. Guess I’ll go back to editing.
Hugs to all,
Jackie
2 comments:
Dunno about dog days--I had to don Uggs and a cardigan this morning!
Artistic clutter. I love it. That's what I have...artistic clutter.
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