grammar and tonic                

Editing with a twist.

A Splash of Tonic

If you are reading this, please be advised of the following:

I am fluent in sarcasm. I tend to teeter on the line of political correctness like it's a balance beam. Sometimes I fall off. There is no method to my madness, and sometimes there are puns or obscure song references. Sometimes I write just for me because I get me. It's not always about you.

If you're still reading this, here are some random facts:

I love to read and write. I carry a black Sharpie in my purse and I would delight in correcting bad punctuation on signs with it, but being arrested for defacing public property--no matter how right it would be--would not look so good on my resume. To me, a segue is only a slow mode of transportation.  I think life is too short to be serious all the time. I childproof my house, but they keep getting in. I have a twisted sense of humor and an active imagination.

I don't really know what you're going to find here. It's kind of like that box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get. Hopefully it's one you're glad you picked out, like a truffle or a caramel, instead of the oblong one you bite into and realize it's filled with toothpaste. Enjoy!

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If you want to be, act as if...

Posted on April 26, 2016 at 6:40 PM Comments comments (0)

I have decided that I am going to stop wanting to be a writer.

I am a writer.

I carry a notebook and pen with me everywhere. I jot down random things at random times that probably wouldn't make sense to anyone but me. I write down what I think would make a great first line or last line of one of my in-progress novels. I may pass someone on the street who I find intriguing and write a description to develop into a character. I write down one-liners that I find to be funny. Or ironic. Or twisted. But I am writing.

Even if it's only a few words or a sentence or two, I am writing again. 

For the past year or so, I have put some of my own projects on the back burner while I've been concentrating on other things. I took a creative writing class recently, and it felt like my writer muscles were a bit out of shape from not being flexed on a regular basis. What they say (whoever 'they' are) about riding a bike is true. Even though you wobble a little bit at first when you're getting back into it, before long, you can ride without holding onto the handlebars again. I forgot how much I missed it...and needed it.

I am a writer.