Here are the first few sentences of an article by writer Mike Todd in which he describes his epic struggles with the mighty comma. Click on the post title to see the rest of the piece.
Did you know that the correct punctuation differs between the phrases “my cousin Rachel” and “my wife Kara”? An astute reader recently pointed out that the phrase “my wife Kara,” which readers of this column (including, and sometimes limited to, my mom) might recognize as appearing in this space with the same frequency that severed limbs appear in Quentin Tarantino movies, really requires a comma between the words “wife” and “Kara.”
After several salvos in a grammatical battle that could only be described as epic (by me) or unbelievably dorky (by Kara), my defeat became impossible to ignore…
2 comments:
Just commenting to say that I'm so glad that I found this guy's blog through reading this post. It's now bookmarked and will be a frequently visited site for me!
His humor reminds me of Lee Cataluna's. :D
Mike Todd is terrific; my thanks to him for letting me include him in the blog.
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