I am not opposed to a kind worded helpful person whom has caught one of my many spelling, grammar, or punctuation mistakes. Lord knows everyone is going to make them. However I have come across some personalities in the past who have taken their precious time and energy to help insure the English language is upheld to the highest of regards.

Light heartedly I have read through the blood laden corrections. That may or may not be an overstatement. Smile at the thorough comprehension of our complex language that they possess. I think about the wonderful teacher’s who have mastered their abilities to educate our youth. Then with due diligence I file it in file 13 with a blessing upon their heart.

Hey, I am a southern woman after all!!

I loved literature arts, well at least my transcripts said so, but now-a-days I have relinquished or better said lost my Rules to the English Language manual. I am sure it is somewhere in a back room, in the basement, down the hall of my five storied middle aged brain. I am sure of it! No, wait maybe I moved it to…it doesn’t matter.

I don’t see anything wrong with my love of run on sentences. I have come to accept my draw to put punctuation marks where they don’t belong. Mean while leaving the places that so deserve their attention alone to sulk. Besides if I were to write too well my friends would think I’ve grown lazy and hired a ghost writer. I would never, ever want them to have even the slightest resemblance of proof that could be twisted like this and used against me. So you can see why I must relay my thoughts as they come otherwise my clan will most definitely claim the gig is up!!

A misspellin,

Savoury