One of the most annoying parts about being a writer, which as far as I can tell means that you share your writing publically, is that people expect you to care deeply about the art, style, and rules of writing. A little caring is good, sure. But caring so much that it borders on being your personality? Boring. This is evident with people who make a point of discussing the Oxford comma as though it was some kind of divine principle handed down from God. Discussing the Oxford comma in public is one of the lowest forms of conversation. Instead of spilling the tea, you’re splashing the tedium. And yet, many people (especially other writers) expect you to care in some real kind of way. It isn’t enough to say, “Yeah it can be useful.” You’re supposed to respond with great indignity one way or other the other. If you’re a staunch supporter you are supposed to go, “How anyone makes sense of sentences that don’t have an Oxford in them is beyond me.” By contrast, if you’re an Oxford Comma antagonist you’d say something like, “What are you? A stuck-up old fool?!” But aren’t both of those options silly? Aren’t there better things to care about, even within writing? This debate is the writer’s equivalent to “Would you eat pineapple on pizza” or “Is a hotdog a sandwich?” The only important thing on this topic is to be consistent within a given piece of writing.
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This is exactly how I feel about people who have a strong opinion on which way you should insert the toilet paper into its holder.
I love your blog so much! I found you through Freddie's subscriber writing post in April :)
splashing the tedium!