Because I had not yet reached the alpine heights of junior-senior-hood, my name doesn’t appear in the list. I do, however, remember the students whose names do appear there. I also remember most of the circumstances leading to the bequests.
~ Telling the Truth, Mainly
Because I had not yet reached the alpine heights of junior-senior-hood, my name doesn’t appear in the list. I do, however, remember the students whose names do appear there. I also remember most of the circumstances leading to the bequests.
…is that you can fix them.
This morning, while reading through the previous post, I noticed several phrases I didn’t like. If I’d let the piece sit for a few days, I might have discarded them instead of allowing them to become public.
No matter. With a click of the Edit Post button, I deleted them and substituted something better.
If I decide something better is actually worse, I can click again and make other arrangements. I can do that now or tomorrow or next year. As long as WordPress, my Internet provider, and I hold out, I can revise to my heart’s content.
I can fix that first predicate to conform to the rule given me by my high school English teacher at Prairie Lea High School (Hi, Patsy): Don’t use second person.
…is that they can be fixed.
I can fix the revised predicate to conform to the other rule given me by my high school English teacher: Avoid passive voice.
…is that the blogger can fix them.
I can fix the second revised predicate to conform to the rule given me by Strunk and White, my paralegal school instructors at the University of Texas at San Antonio, and my mother: Don’t use that to introduce a noun clause.
…is the blogger can fix them. [I contend {that} this rule must be used on a case-by-case basis.]
I can fix the third revised predicate to conform to the rule given me by my fourth grade teacher at North Heights Elementary School: I don’t want you using easy little words when you write sentences, either. I want you to use big words, like contraction and determine.
…is the blogger can revisit and make alterations to them, and in so doing refine and expand upon his original meaning.
I can fix the fourth revised predicate to conform to the rule given me by Ken Macrorie at the Bread Loaf School of English: Don’t be stuffy. Stop writing Engfish.
…is that you can fix them.
I can even decide that my mother, my paralegal school instructors, and Strunk and White are correct about that:
…is you can fix them.
And if in the far distant future I look back on this post and realize it’s drivel, I can delete it altogether.
In fact, I can wipe out the entire blog.
The best thing about this blog is that it’s mine.