Updates: June 1, 2019

I had the perfect quote for the day — relevant if taken entirely out of context — and then, as sometimes happens, I found out I’d been misremembering it. *sigh* I thought the quote was, “Forty-seven! How’d you manage?” As it turns out, it’s actually like this:

“Forty-seven, that I know of.”

“Aw, come on! How’d you manage?”

Anyway, today I (and my twin, of course — or maybe not “of course” … Just ask Mark Vorkosigan and Jon Livingston, both much younger than their identical twins) turn forty-seven years old.

So… what’s been happening with Weaver and his clone?

Well, for one thing, we now have two more housecats. Yesterday evening, we brought Smudge and her kitten Logan inside. We were going to do that soon (next week) anyway, but there was a tomcat threatening Logan yesterday, so we had to change our plans. Right now, both kitties are being kept isolated from our other cats until they can be taken to the vet for their shots and whatnot. (Grace named the kitten: she said that when he hisses — which isn’t often — he sounds like “a slightly annoyed wolverine.” So… Logan. *mutters something that may contain the word mayhem*) Even though the other cats haven’t been formally introduced to Smudge and Logan yet, they’d seen each other every day through the window, and there was no feline hostility then, plus the other cats get along fine with “Narrow Cat” (Stony, the cat belonging to Bio-dad’s wife, so we jokingly call him our “stepbrother”) and thus aren’t likely to freak out just because there’s another cat (and a half) around.

What else…? Well, I just started reading (re-reading?) a novel that I attempted to read many years ago, when it first came out, but couldn’t get into then. (I’d really been looking forward to it, too, and grabbed the library’s copy the moment they got it. Y’see, I had read and liked some of the author’s novellas, and I loved the story that inspired this novel, and I had such high hopes… Too high, because my disappointment came mostly from expecting “inspired by” to mean “is a lot like,” and of course that’s not always how it goes. I like the story in this novel better now, but ohmigod, the punctuation…! Commas missing from compound sentences are somewhat expected, under the circumstances, but what the hell is up with the dialogue tags? (Yes, there will probably be a bloggish tirade about it eventually.) I blame the publisher’s in-house copyeditor, who may deserve to have a chair thrown at them. (It would even be thematically appropriate, especially if the chair is burnt-orange in color.)

Paul hasn’t been able to get much writing done lately because of all the work he’s had to do at his “day job.” Y’see, when four tornadoes rip through an area and damage or down several dozen electric poles, they need the electric cooperative’s mapping coordinator to, y’know, map the damaged/downed poles so someone else can find and fix/replace them. And then there were the three or four fires he had to deal with recently as the co-op’s accident investigator… At least during the slow times when there’s nothing for him to do, he can sit in his office and work on his latest novel.

I now have a title for another chapter of GGOMGG (short for The Grumpy, Grouchy Old Man’s Guide to Grammar, my non-fiction work-in-progress): “Feared, Hated, and Misunderstood: the Plight of the Modern Adverb.” (I’m tired of having to explain that it isn’t even possible to avoid all adverb usage, so we need to get rid of the bullshit “rule” that use of adverbs is Bad Writing.)

So… That’s about all for now. I promise I’ll get back to creating more “Writing Glitch” posts soon, once I’ve collected more examples. Maybe I should use some from that novel I’ve started reading…


(If you want context for the quote at the beginning of this post, it’s from a conversation between a brilliant young computer programmer/designer and a simulation of his grandfather. *shakes head* Wow, that makes it sound so… mundane, doen’t it? It’s from a scene in Roger Zelazny’s novel Knight of Shadows, in a conversation between Merlin and a Pattern-Ghost of the deceased King Oberon of Amber.)

 

 

 

 

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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4 Responses to Updates: June 1, 2019

  1. So, happy birthday. Thought that may be the quote’s origins, but I failed to fully dredge it up.

    Can’t wait until you turn gray and become a geezer. Then your book can be The Grumpy, Grouchy Gray Geezer’s Guide to Grammar.

    Cheers

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  2. Congratulations on surviving forty-seven years🎉🎂

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  3. Good grief, forty-seven is so far behind in my rear-view mirror, I don’t even remember passing it.

    Corn-grit-yew-lay-shins, and many happy returns to you and The Clone.

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  4. M. Oniker says:

    So many congratulations! Happy Birthday(s)! Happy new kittehs! Yay kittehs! Happy surviving the horrid weather! I should know your quote’s context, but I don’t. It sounds familiar but . . . I’m old and forgetful and the worst quote-retaining person ever.

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