The difference between the right word and the almost-right word is really a large matter — it’s the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning. (Mark Twain)
Or a firefly and fire. Or the House of Representatives and the House of Commons. Or robot-writer and Cyberquill, mark well or Mark Twain. It’s all a matter of choice, so don’t agonise too much -- your readers will fill the gaps anyway.
Can’t wait to read more. Or I suppose I can -- it’ll be worth it.
Or a dragon and a snapdragon. Or cake and yellowcake.
My readers, plural? Who’s the other one?
You’re not a reader. You’re a readress.
It has been brought to my knowledge that there is another reader of this blog by the name of Skip Richard,
I wish it to be known that, however remarkable, honourable and delightful this gentleman may be, I have no connection with him whatsoever and have no knowledge as to his physical existence. There is no connection between him and me and nor do I necessarily subscribe to the views expressed by him here or anywhere else.
There’s one Skip Prichard, yes, with a “P.” I’m sure there’s a name for the phenomenon of seeing the word one expects to see rather than the slightly different one that is actually there.
I do it more and more as I get older and older, trudging inexoribly to inevitable oblivion. So, a missing “P” counts for little to me now and will in due time count for nothing.
Maybe I shall attract followers posthumously who will adopt the philosophy of the absent “P” in sychology, seudonym, salm and the rest when, like me it is surplus to requirements.
But there, you are a traditionalist.
You don’t have to worry about missing P’s. But on my tombstone — or on Mr Pritchard’s, for that matter — a missing P would be a problem.
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