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Media Grammar 101

I never really thought about using proper grammar when writing my blog. I guess I always assumed it is just an electronic journal entry that I allow anyone to read. I started studying a grammar book after having someone point out to me how poor my grammar and punctuation can be. I am guilty of run-on sentences, comma splices, improper use of apostrophes and commas. Wow I feel like a writing mess. Writing is my passion, so to learn that I am performing all of these grammar felonies is alarming. So I am working on grammar self improvement. As I am studying I find that with new media we have new grammar rules. Who knew? This applies to texting, instant messages, emails, Facebook posts, etc. No fear, it's not as bad as it sounds. It's a matter of choosing a "language" so to speak that suits your style, audience, purpose, and self. Are you writing to a business crowd? If so you want to go formal. Are you simply talking to your peers, friends, family, etc.? This writing stlye can be informal. Formal style requires proper use of grammar, an advanced vocabulary, knowledge of etiquette, and so on. It is said to be thought of as a business suit. Informal style can use slang, abbreviations, etc. It is more laid back. I thought this subject to be rather interesting in a time where people rarely speak to one another, let alone write a letter using proper grammar. I suppose many people from my generation have not pondered this before. I am certainly not going to write in a formal style all of the time, but when the situation calls for it I will give it my best shot. No matter which style of writing you choose, I wish you the very best! Happy writing!

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