Spiffing y'all up, one typo at a time
It’s a dreary day down here in Dallas, with the threat of even more springtime storms looming. These sorts of days make me crabbier and more critical than usual . . . which is a good thing for a blogger who nitpicks grammar and spelling.
Today’s lesson is a simple one in our “When Spellcheck Won’t Help” series. While the solution for remembering which word to choose is easy, somehow it’s rarely put into practice. So, why not help out your coworkers, students, family members, etc., and print out the exclusive, TGB-designed poster that follows? It’ll be your act of kindness for the week.
And now, at no additional charge, a poem:
I hope I’ve piqued your interest enough
For you to come back every week.
For weekly is about all I write . . .
Writing more often make me weak.
If you’re new to my blog, go on and take a peek.
Read all my prior posts.
Please share them with those folks you know
Who butcher our language the most.