Getting Right My Grammar:

One day I awoke to find a big, messy thing sitting in the middle of my room, which introduced itself (very politely) like this:

“Hello. I am your Grammar and Spelling. I was just about to leave; however, I see that you are awake now, and so I thought it only proper to let you give me a good send-off before my departure.”

To which I yelled in horror, “No! No! Wait! Don’t go!” but the mess just chuckled,

“And why ever not? You haven’t used me in… oh, how long has it been? No, I am sorry; it is clearly long past due that I left. I can see that I am no longer needed here.”

It’s been a whole month since that chat, and I am happy to say that I managed to convince my Grammar to stay just a bit longer. You see, we made a deal: if I set up a blog, and wrote in it every once in a while and also promised to participate in National Novel Writing Month (the month of November for those who don’t know; it’s also referred to as ‘NaNoWriMo’) and I started on that novel I’ve let rot on the back burner for years, my Grammar would stay, and he’d even send a letter to my Spelling to see if she’d come back and give me another chance.

Spelling got the letter, but she’s only sent in half of herself for now, claiming she’s only here for a ‘test run,’ and if she still doesn’t like me she’ll be leaving permanently. Eager as I am to make a good impression, here I am.

…And that, ladies and gentlemen, is that.