Take for instance a teddy bear.
I always take metaphors seriously. |
At first you are like "I remember when I took this fella to show and tell!" then it's all "Why am I pouring gas on him?" then someone says "Might as well shoot a roman candle at it." and there is always one person who says "Has anyone seen my phone?".
Then Linkin Park says "....and in the end it doesn't even matter."
Which is how I feel about grammar and spelling.
In the early 20th century, poets starting breaking long established rules and people were PISSED. Poems have to rhyme, they have to be ____ lines long, and they couldn't have semicolons in the middle of words. To make people get over this, they coined a term so that they could continue to be freeloaders and inspire new generations in finding easier and funner....more fun....eh, shrew it...funner ways to get by. Poetic license can describe anything done for the sake of art. So from here on out, whenever you see something misspelled on this blog or in a newspaper or on a billboard or on a cereal box or on a funeral home pamphlet or on a gas can, just think to yourself, "Their is a writer somewhere laughing ther;e face off." (Not sure how you would manage that in inner dialogue, but have at it.) Every imperfection is just a way to express yourself in an otherwise faceless media...that is unless you are of course famous. So go out there and make some mistakes, and if anyone tells you differently, just say you were having a little fun*.
Gud nite and gud luck.
*Disclaimer: Editors and Proofreaders should do the opposite of what I say if they want to ensure their livelihood.
Gud nite and gud luck.
*Disclaimer: Editors and Proofreaders should do the opposite of what I say if they want to ensure their livelihood.
Solecisms create a fury in me that burns of a thousand teddy bears.
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