At some point in my third-grade year, I realized that I loved punctuation — it helped me make clear the meaning of whatever I was writing. All those little marks (!, ?, -, —, and ,) were like codes that others could read. And only those who understood the code could understand the sentence! I was very into mysteries and secret codes, so punctuation marks fit right into my way of thinking.
Which, for a seven-year-old, wasn’t far off the mark: punctuation marks exist not to trip up the writer (...
Published on May 14, 2018 17:42