Showing posts with label IT'S EVERYWHERE. Show all posts
Showing posts with label IT'S EVERYWHERE. Show all posts
Monday, December 21, 2015
Regarding "Front Buts"
Don't start your sentences with 'but'. Unless serving to emphasize a pause in a character's reasoning, a but at the front only indicates that you don't know what a dependent clause is. A but serves as a way to point out a direct contradiction, or problem with an original statement. If you start a sentence with but, you are saying that the full stop itself is contradicted. A period cannot have a counter argument against it, unless a character is releasing that the original statement is not completely accurate, and therefore not completed. Stop being lazy and learn how to use a comma to create a dependent clause (See the previous sentence). - Cheers
Monday, November 2, 2015
The Pain of Dyed Hair In Florida
This one isn't going to be related to writing, but rather a journal of a personal struggle. I am one of those individuals who keeps my hair new and exciting colors. Right now, my hair is gradient of blue, so that's fun. This does come with a multitude of complications. For about the next week, until all the excess rinses out, the tub of my shower will look as if I had been committing ritual sacrifice of Smurfs.
Another problem comes from my place of residence itself, Florida. Which is always hot, and is most accurately described as sweaty. I do not have my beloved Ford with me so I walk, or ride my skateboard to get around. This process leads to voluminous amounts of sweat. This little beads of despair like to carry dye that still sits on my scalp and transport them all over the freaking place. By the time i get to where I am going I have runoff in my ears, nose, eyes, and covering my face. I look like I was at the center of a blueberry themed frat house hazing, in that teal vomit is commonplace and it gets everywhere. Don't ask.
Another problem comes from my place of residence itself, Florida. Which is always hot, and is most accurately described as sweaty. I do not have my beloved Ford with me so I walk, or ride my skateboard to get around. This process leads to voluminous amounts of sweat. This little beads of despair like to carry dye that still sits on my scalp and transport them all over the freaking place. By the time i get to where I am going I have runoff in my ears, nose, eyes, and covering my face. I look like I was at the center of a blueberry themed frat house hazing, in that teal vomit is commonplace and it gets everywhere. Don't ask.
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