Phew! I’m proud to report that I’ve reached 26,550 words on my book, Our Driver Has No Car: Tales From the Trenches of Hollywood North. I’m very pleased with myself, as I doubled my output over last week. Since I only write on one weekend day, I’m happy!
Author: Ellie
Friday Follies #29 – 3 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
Welcome once again to the Grammar Cop’s House of Language Horrors. Here we go again.
Play
Play. Girls’ play. What does that word even mean, to a kid of the 21st century? As a child of the ’50s, I can tell you what it doesn’t mean.
So You Think You Can Dance?
Well, I for one sure couldn’t! Mind you, I was only 13, it was 1958, so whaddya want, right? Well. At the community group ‘youth’ dances which I started attending, hoping to meet a [Good grief! What was my rush?!] boyfriend, dancing was a necessity… unless you wanted to spend a couple of hours holding up the wall.
Book Progress Report #2
Ding ding ding! I made it to 24,144 words! Okay, it’s not a whole heap more since last weekend, but – considering I procrastinated a lot to get here, I’m pretty satisfied.
Friday Follies #28 – 3 mistakes that make me go “Arghhh”!
Gather ’round, little ones, while the Grammar Cop shares with you the results of the latest quota of inanities. (Yes, that’s a word; I checked to save you the trouble. 😉 )
Spots
It’s winter. It’s a time of snow, it’s a time of sleet. It’s a time of ice, it’s a time of… sickness!
Book Progress Report #1
Hi, interested folks! (I figure if you’re not interested you wouldn’t be here… right? 😉 ) Today I’ve reached 22,782 words of Our Driver Has No Car: Tales From the Trenches of Hollywood North.
A white-only Ken? Perish the thought!
I just read about the opening of a local exhibit featuring Mattel’s new Barbies.
Welcome to my revamped site!
Welcome to my friends and followers, and to any of you who are new. So glad you’ve stopped by!
