It Smelled Funny; That Smelt I Caught…

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I reviewed a book a few months ago that every single time the main character smelled something (which oddly, for any story, was a lot), he smelt it.

The first time I saw it, I chuckled…the 6th time I saw it, I knew this writer had no idea how to find and hire an editor.

The story was great; but I could not get past the smelt-situation. There were other spelling and sentence errors, but they seemed like nothing compared to this.

This, my friends, is why you should not trust your spell-checker 100%.

Funny Smell Image

You can smell something (verb), or something can smell. You can never smelt something, because it is a fish, and I am not a veterinarian, but I believe the sense of smell in a fish has something to do with the gills, and amount of oxygen in the water. Honestly, I am not even sure if they can “smell” anything.

Just save yourself the hassle, and your readers the pain, and find a great editor. We really are nice people who only want to help 🙂

Do You Accept, or Except?

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This is another set of words that I see misused often. In news media, magazines, and yes, even in print. Your editor really is your best friend!

Instead of explaining the ridiculous English rules, I try to find ways to help you, and me, remember how to use these words correctly. They are not interchangeable.

Accept means you allow something; you agree; you take it as it is.

Except means “only if”; it is a type of condition you set upon someone or something.

I accept your proposal. I cannot accept this gift.

(If you said “I cannot except this gift”, it would make no sense). 

You can either accept, or not accept, something.

I agree, except for the part where I do not get paid.

Everything looks good, except for your references.

Most of this looks good, but there is an exception. There is a part I do not agree with.

Accept means to agree (mostly), and except means you agree, but for one part.

Unfortunately, they both seem to be interchangeable. The best way I remember is accept means yes, and except means no. It will not work in every situation, but it will work in most.

The White Princess – Philippa Gregory

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Although this is normally not the type of story I would pick up and read, once again the sale shelves at Barnes and Noble had me stacking random books into my arms. Now that I have read this one, I need to go find the rest of the stories in “The Cousins’ War” novels.

The White Princess Cover Image

This story is fiction, but it does revolve around facts, and several rumors, about the British Monarchy and how it operated in the very early years. 1400’s early.

Henry Tudor comes to the crown by killing the King, and therefore gets to marry the Princess of York. Because he won the Monarchy through violence, and not being a rightful heir, he begins a life of fear, doubt, and mistrust of everyone around him.

The Queen stands by him through all of this, vowing to always be on his side defending him, whether or not she believes he deserves the crown he stole.

This is a great period drama, and although it took me a bit to get it finished (a week to read a book for me is a long time!), it was well worth the read.

I Am Too Tired to Bring the Two Dishes to the Cookout…

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Now that is a mouthful! This is also one of those spelling errors that makes me want to scratch my eyes out every time I see it.

Two. It is a number. That is it. Nothing more, and nothing less. It is Two. Not one, or three.

The Number Two Image

Too means in addition to, or also. “We will go too.” “I want to see it too.” If more than one person is involved, you can likely use “too”, and not make me scratch my eyes out. Think many people. Or think just overwhelmed. Too tired, too stressed, too busy. It is too much.

To is nothing more than a preposition that sets up a sentence. It can be before a noun, or a verb. “I want to go to Chicago.” I want to dance.” “I want to not ever see the words to, too, and two misused in public.”

The Words I Struggle To Spell

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There are about 4 words that I cannot ever spell right. (Maybe less, maybe more. We will see after I remember them all, and yes, I am not changing the start of this paragraph).

Immediately. Seriously. Every time I have to spell this word, I have to question myself.

Cemetery. Here is how I spell it; every, single, time. Cemetary.

Bethlehem. Yep. I have read the Bible so much it is ridiculous that I can’t spell this word. But here is how I do spell it: Bethleham.

(I have to say, all of these red-squiggly lines under my misspelled words is traumatizing).

Eligible. Yep, I will be eligable all day long for spelling this wrong.

Okay, there are 3. And it is too painful for me to go on. But as I come across the others as I am at work, writing emails and trying to act like an adult; I will take note and let you know!

People Always Ask Me…

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…at least twice a week.

Why I read, edit, and review books, but I do not write.

I actually do write. I write a lot. I have stacks of stories, some spilling over into sequels. I have fiction, and I have personal stories that I know would fly off the shelves. But I cannot share those. Not yet.

I like reading stories because it is my escape. My chance to go somewhere else other than my crazy 50-hour-work-week-three-girls-still-at-home-no-one-knows-how-to-do-chores life 🙂

I like editing because I have always had a love for the English language (as ridiculous as it is, and it is ridiculous), and I want to share what I know with new authors so they can be the best writer possible.

I have met so many amazing writers, and am glad that I am able to share in their success, even if it is behind the scenes. I have new friends, and I have read stories that I may not have otherwise found.

Nothing beats a good story!

From a Buick 8 – Stephen King

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Yes, this is what I was finishing up yesterday. I am not positive on the number, but this has to be at least the 8th time I have read this story. I still pulls me in now the same way it did when I first read it.

From a Buick 8 cover image

I consider this “classic” Stephen King. We tend to hear that a lot, and say it often. We compare stories we read now to the first stories Mr. King wrote. We even try to find the timeline of his “drunk” writing, and his “sober” writing. We want him to explain to us how he dare to write something we did not like.

Have I read stories he wrote that I did not like? Absolutely. But it does not mean it is time to put the pen down and do something else. I read a story that he wrote that literally made me cry, it was romantic and horror all at once. I cannot remember the name of the book, and I do not own it. I just remember a man being in love with a younger woman and she was killed in the end…

From a Buick 8 is intense, supernatural, and all about family and friends. A young man is struggling with the death of his father, and it seems like no one can give him the answers he needs. The answers that will allow him to accept what happened, and move on with his life.

No spoilers here, as usual, but we are talking about a car that showed up out of nowhere, with a driver that disappeared, and became the unfortunate property of Pennsylvania State Police Troop D.

It spit out horrors, and tried to pull them each in. And friendships lasted, friends died, and life moved on, with or without answers that one young man so desperately needed.

If you have read this story, I would love to hear what you thought of it!