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Christmas Wishes

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This is my last post of the year. I am taking the last couple of weeks off to enjoy time with my family. "Editing for Grammarphobes" and "Flash Fiction Fridays" will return in January with more fun facts and great stories. 


I leave you this holiday season with a wonderful piece by Sharon Cupp Pennington. Merry Christmas and may your new year be filled with joy, love and peace.


The Right Thing
By Sharon Cupp Pennington


Deborah Sterling tipped the deliveryman and closed the door, sliding glittering ribbon off the foil box. Christmas was her favorite season. Carols, greeting cards, gifts wrapped to perfection by the ladies at Craig’s Ballantine Avenue store. Married thirty years, he delighted in spoiling her and their only child, Daniel.


Deborah sat, box in her lap. She lifted the photograph atop a Chippendale table and ran her finger across the handsome soldier’s face. “Where are you, son?” she whispered.


“Don’t give up on him,” Craig had said.…

Happy Birthday, Miss Austen

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On this most momentous of days, Bibliophilic Blather celebrates the illustrious Jane Austen by re-posting a piece I wrote upon my return from visiting her home and burial site in England. I will never forget that day and am truly grateful for my time spent in Austen country.


Jane and me

It was Mrs. Berkeley’s English class, sophomore year in high school. Our first full-scale research paper lay ahead. We were to pick an author, read three of his or her books and write a term paper on recurrent themes in the work.


The list was filled with authors of the Classics, ninety percent of whom were men. I glanced further down the page and came upon a name I had never seen before — Jane Austen. One novel’s synopsis started out something like, “Elizabeth Bennet meets Fitzwilliam Darcy at a dance. Neither is too pleased with the other.” I was hooked. I quickly ran up to our teacher, securing this Jane Austen before anyone else, for fear of being stuck analyzing Homer.



Prid…

Editing for Grammarphobes: The Grammar Grinch

Posted by KAREN WOJCIK BERNER




I love the holidays, but one thing guaranteed to bring out my inner Grinch is the most common grammatical error of the season -- the use of reindeers. That’s right, reindeers.
Ladies and gentlemen, reindeers do not exist. There are only reindeer. Reindeer is a singular and plural word referring to the large Arctic deer who pull Santa’s sleigh.
I have heard this error in songs and carols, as well as misspoken on city streets, and it jolts me every time like a sprig of holly through my heart.
So, please remember to use reindeer in your holiday writing and conversations. It will make the season a more pleasurable one, especially for all of the grammar grinches like me. Thank you.

Jane Austen’s Birthday
Tomorrow is the greatest holiday in literary history. Please join me for an encore posting of “Jane and Me,” which chronicles my visit to Jane Austen’s home in Chawton, Hampshire, England.

Flash Fiction Fridays

Flash Fiction Fridays: Ho Ho Ho

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Here's a great piece from Richard Bon. Enjoy!


Mission Santa Claus
By Richard Bon

The boys hid their bikes and an empty duffel bag behind the bushes and knelt beside one another at the foot of the steep, grassy hill leading up to the old man’s house. 


“Remember,” Nathan said to Billy, “if you see a light go on, run back and grab your bike and ride to the end of the road and wait for me by the Smithfield barn.”


Billy nodded and hoped Nathan didn’t notice his hands, trembling.


“You ready?”

Billy nodded again, eyes wide.


“Okay, then let’s go.  Follow me.”


Staggered, Nathan ahead of Billy and to his right, the boys trotted up the hill until they reached an old weeping willow tree about twenty feet from the grand old wooden house’s long front porch.


“Just wait here,” Nathan instructed Billy.  “I’ll go get it and then we’re outta here, piece a cake.” 


Billy did as he was told while Nathan made a sprint toward the object of their desire, the reason for their stealth nigh…

Editing for Grammarphobes: Sick Day

Due to unfortunate circumstances, I am taking a sick day today. "Editing for Grammarphobes" will return next Monday.


Please join me for Flash Fiction Fridays in two days. This week, Richard Bon shares a great story called "Mission Santa Claus." You won't want to miss it!

Editing for Grammarphobes: Misspellings

Posted by KAREN WOJCIK BERNER


You know you have them. No matter how many times you put those words on paper or type them on your computer, you pause for a second. Hmmm... does that look right? 


Here is a list of words to watch out for, all of which should set off a wee alarm in your head while you edit your work.


Desperate (not desparate)


Disastrous (not disasterous)


Explanation (not explaination)


Fourth (not forth for the number placement)


Harass


Embarrass (Go figure?!? Why would harass have one “r” and embarrass two?)


Miscellaneous (Using misc. is not appropriate and does not let you off the hook.)


Privilege (not priviledge)


What are some words you just cannot seem to remember how to spell, no matter how many years you have been writing? 


One of mine is vacuum. One "u" or two? Is it "cc" or not? I never know.


Please share your red flag words in the comments section, so all of us can have a head’s up while we write. Thanks.

Flash Fiction Fridays: Ho Ho Ho

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Ahh, December. The smell of cookies baking in the oven. Christmas lights twinkling. A snowflake or two dancing across your windshield. A sudden yearning for hot beverages in the middle of the afternoon. Okay, well, I always need a pick-me-up around 3 p.m., but that is besides the point. It is cozier now, and the iced teas have made way for peppermint mochas. I do not know how it is where you live, but the winter cold definitely has set in here, and I love it. 

Today, Flash Fiction Fridays begins a month-long celebration of the holidays. Enjoy.


A Blizzard in the Mojave, an Old West Christmas Story By  Travis Haselton
The night was cold. It was the first heavy snowfall anyone had seen in the Mojave Desert. He thought he had steered clear of this weather; it was rumored it was hotter here than in hell itself. 
Zane Anderson had traveled to St. Thomas, Nevada, about two years after the Mormons left and went up to Utah on account of Nevada issuing a tax they didn…

Editing for Grammarphobes: Dialogue #1

Posted by KAREN WOJCIK BERNER


I recently received an email from a writer struggling with punctuating dialogue, something that many us face on a regular basis. So, out of these sentences, which is right?


“Sure, whatever,” he shrugged.


or


“Sure, whatever,” He shrugged. 


The first sentence is correct. Always end your quote with a comma if you have an identifier (he said, she said, she spit, he shrugged), and make sure the comma is inside the quotes.


A good overall rule is commas and periods always go inside quotation marks.


I will cover quotes and other punctuation next week.


Flash Fiction Fridays

December's Holiday month starts out with an old West Christmas story by Travis Haselton. Be sure to check it out on Friday.