>My cousin swears that she once saw a sign that read:
Hmmmm…if that sign was on an empty lot in the middle of nowhere, should the police have been looking for bodies?
Misspellings, poor word choices, incorrect punctuation: you can find examples every day. Sometimes I dislike that I notice these things, especially when what I find distracts me from the message. I want to turn off my internal editor sometimes; I don’t want to imagine picking up a pen when I read and drawing bright, red circles around offending errors. In print I don’t expect to find such errors. I don’t expect to find them in emails and business documents either, but I do. I don’t want to rant about lack of spelling and grammar skills, but I do wonder: do people not know, are they careless, or do they just not care? For me, the thought of having a typo as big as a barn door in my writing is anxiety-producing. I don’t want anything that I have written and is available to others to read to have mistakes in it.
Now, lest I come off as looking like I think I’m perfect, I must admit that my last post was full of errors. I was nodding off to sleep last night as I wrote my post on Beowulf. I was suffering from that kind of tired where it is impossible to keep an entire thought in your head for the length of one sentence. Random words were typed as if I were using a Ouija board rather than a keyboard. Determined to post because of NaBloPoMo, I reviewed my post with a sleepy proofreading eye. It all made sense to me. Until this morning when I re-read the post. Not only did I find several grammatical errors (I think I’ve fixed most, but I wouldn’t be surprised if more remain), but it was worse than a first draft of anything. Ill-formed, poorly worded, not very interesting. For a blog post, maybe it shouldn’t matter too much. But it does to me.
Rereading that post — and deciding whether I would just hit the delete button — led me to thinking about this endeavor to try to post everyday for a month. As a writing discipline, it has been good exercise. I’ve written when I didn’t want to. I’ve written when I didn’t think that I had anything to say, only to find that I did. Without a commitment to writing something on a regular schedule, it is too easy to blame Writer’s Block and turn off the computer. But, writing something for the sake of simply meeting a quota doesn’t support good quality writing. While some people may use their blogs as a personal journal, I like my posts to be a bit more polished than a journal entry. I cringe when I see that I have a typo or other error in my posts, and I tend to labor too much on them. Knowing that someone might read it — even if it is only a couple dozen people, most of whom I am not likely to meet — it’s difficult for me to post something that has mistakes in it.
The disciplined routine of writing regularly can be beneficial. I’m just not sure that this spot is where I will continue to do so on a daily basis after this month ends. 3 more days to go!