Step out of fiction. I dare you.
Not permanently, not even entirely.
Just commit yourself to a non-fiction project that flexes your grammatical prowess. If you’re like me, that prowess had turned alarmingly frail.
Of course, I had no idea of this until I landed my sports reporting gig.
Hands off the facts, you are forced to manipulate the grammar to make your mark, to entertain.
Who knew?
Certainly not my emaciated grammatical muscle.
Bottom line: Dare to step out of fiction and flex the frail.
Until tomorrow…
Chloe