Grammar

I used to be fragment blind and comma optimistic (i.e., I'd put commas wherever I felt moved to put them). Now I teach grammar. I find this to be life's little irony.

In a way, I'm discovering I like grammar. Oh, the joy of a sentence (that was a fragment!). The delight of parsing (shiver, another fragment). The pleasure of concrete nouns (yes, you can see it, you can touch it, and you can feel it).

I hope when we get to heaven we have numerous langauges to speak. I'd hate to master one grammar. I want to delight in all the different ways words can come.