Sorry
[Preface: This is about me not you.]
I edit and lustrate this blog pragmatically. I suppose we've all developed our little routines for writing, checking and publishing. In my case it goes something like this: I initially compose the text of my blog together with images and what-not in notepad. If one thing is universally true, it's the newbie who, upon finally figuring out how to post pictures will invariable compose half a blog, switch over to "Folder" to obtain the picture's server-URL only to discover in astonished stupefaction that his blog has disappeared in the breeze. (Oh yeah, you know you've done that. I did it ONCE and I do this for a living. DOH!)
I know that there will be a corresponding cascading style sheet later so I use by-now well memorized components of that. When finished, I give it a once over - reading for content but also for accuracy of the HTML. Next, I copy this notepad content into the "source" side of RU. I then switch to WYSIWYG. Any format problems with the original HTML are now readily discernable together with any obvious spelling errors but I only correct the original notepad version. Repeat as necessary. Next I read the formatted version for content. Finally I copy the WYSIWYG version of the RU into word for a spell-check, (Something we all are aware that RU desperately lacks.) correct the notepad then copy the notepad back into the source side of RU. Post&Publish then archive the notepad contents in case of, well, ya know. Whew!
I've had a lot a real writers tell me that proofreading one's own work is a formidable challenge. You'll get no argument from me regarding this theory. Sometimes I check my blog on my lunch hour for comments. I swear it never fails to chap my hide when I discover, to my horror, some error in my own blog simply because I can't at that point do anything to repair it. That happened today of course.
I know some of you are possibly thinking that I'm just being anal but recall if you will that I was brought into this blog thing under the strict (but always polite) tutelage of one The Raven who was a stickler for correct grammar and spelling (among other things). To be chastised by The Raven in his usual rancorous sesquipedalian manner was not something I aspired to repeat. There is a certain brand of humility concomitant with having to look up words in a dictionary describing one's own incompetence!
I don't to want to be a hypocrite. God knows the motivation of this post is the result of my own impatience, most often, to get my blog posted. I certainly allow a bit of leeway in my thinking. For example, Jan Haugland occasionally stumbles over a bit of English grammar. But hey! English has to be one of, if not, the most difficult of languages to master - so this from a man who speaks at least three, if not more languages.
Personally speaking, I have no excuses - I'll try to do better.
5:22:59 PM 
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