Writing Glitch 985

Today’s glitch:

Oh, for cryin’ out loud! *shakes head* 19hundreds? Really? Change that to 1900s (preferred: year numbers are one of the few times when it’s correct to use numerals instead of spelling out the words) or nineteen-hundreds (less common/very old-fashioned but still acceptable), but do not use that weird hybrid thing. (No, friends, I’m not saying hybrids are weird; I’m just saying that made-up word is.)

Onething in perticularCan’t even… Must come back and try again later… *shudder*

How the example ought to look:

It’s the 1900s! This really doesn’t matter to you, what with the whole living forever deal that happened, like, centuries ago. Except for one thing in particular you did that was pretty illegal but super worth it. The best part was that it was caught with a photograph at the right moment. You’ve still got that picture, right?

It’s still partly nonsense, but now it’s coherent nonsense.

If it “doesn’t matter to you,” why the exclamation mark on the first sentence? (It’s not a mark that belong on a meh, whatever sort of statement. Who goes around shouting, “I’m indifferent!”? Other than my friend Haphazard Steve back at university, I mean, but we never believed him.)

Now, I could tell you about how the diction in the example is entirely wrong for this little scenario, given that some of the slang and colloquialisms used didn’t exist in the 1900s, but you probably don’t care about that. (The camera used was almost certainly a Brownie, by the way, which was the first “snapshot” camera enabling the photographer to take a picture of whatever, whenever.) I could tell you that a person with the attitude implied in the example would not “live forever” unless they’re truly immortal rather than merely unaging, because they clearly have no sense for how to avoid undue attention and dangerous situations. (Photography and secret identities: not thematic elements I should be making eye contact with, considering who was in that movie I watched yesterday.) Think those who can’t be killed have nothing to fear? I guess you never heard the story about that guy with the liver-eating eagle problem, then.


About Thomas Weaver

For several years, I’ve been putting my uncanny knack for grammar and punctuation, along with an eclectic mental collection of facts, to good use as a Wielder of the Red Pen of Doom (editor). I'm physically disabled, and I currently live with my smugly good-looking twin Paul, who writes military science fiction and refuses to talk about his military service because he can’t. Sometimes Paul and I collaborate on stories, and sometimes I just edit whatever he writes. It's worked out rather well so far. My list of non-writing-related jobs from the past includes librarian, art model, high school teacher, science lab gofer… Although I have no spouse or offspring to tell you about, I do have eight cats. I currently spend my time blogging, reading, editing, and fending off cats who like my desk better than my twin’s.
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1 Response to Writing Glitch 985

  1. I have to fight my spell checker to keep my words from changing and perticular somehow gets by? I am very much afraid that this example and the one yesterday are not oddities.

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