Comma, Confession

I admit it: I have read several books on grammar. Perhaps five or six all the way through. And yet, as you can see from the previous sentence fragment, I am not much of a stickler. Knowing grammar is fine, but the passion some readers and writers have for grammar is alarming. I believe you should … Continue reading

Excuse Me… What Does “Making Love” Mean?

The phrase of the post’s title pops up in If on a winter’s night a traveler on page 191. How did we get to the point that a woman named Ludmilla is blithely saying she’d make love to a Mr. Flannery? To try giving a plot roundup is not worth the time; it is clear by now … Continue reading