I was going to let this go. After all, patients waiting in the clinic for an appointment have enough to worry about without fretting over an improvised sign. But then the latest copy of “Bicycling” came in the mail, making me think that silence is not an option. Somebody has to speak up.
Living in the glass house that is the writing game, I’m reluctant to throw stones. But sometimes it’s just too hard to resist, especially when a heat wave makes it hard to come up with weightier stuff.
That pesky little squiggle
I was going to let this go. After all, patients waiting in the clinic for an appointment have enough to worry about without fretting over an improvised sign. But then the latest copy of “Bicycling” came in the mail, making me think that silence is not an option. Somebody has to speak up.
Tags: Apostrophe, Bicycling magazine, grammar