It’s happened – work has begun piling in right about the time I was thinking it would be nice to go fishing in Ontario. Yes, I just returned from a nice few days off. So what? I work my tail off the rest of the year and frankly, given my seniority at this job, I think I deserve four weeks of vacation time and a few personal days, right? Sick days are another matter. I’d work through nearly any illness if I can sit upright.
Two calls on the cell phone while I was gone – both work-related. Both new projects, so that assuaged my guilt a bit. Why do we writers feel the need to justify our time off with ourselves and others? We work hard. We make money. We survive and yes, even thrive once in a while. We can do what we like. Isn’t that why we took this job in the first place?
Anyway, I’ll be busy this week meeting two immediate deadlines, but I’ll try to post something useful. Start with this. What’s wrong with this sentence?
“Listening would help to diffuse the argument by allowing the other person to feel heard.” Well, besides it being a crappy sentence, what’s technically wrong with it?