Google Is My Best Friend, Commas Are My Worst Enemy

I've set another ambitious goal for myself, so I've been busy doing rewrites on my MS. Part of my work involves clarifying for myself--and my future (I hope)--bits of information and processes.

This is how I found myself typing "What do rabbit guts smell like" into Google's search box.

Yes, I Googled "What do rabbit guts smell like?" and I got an answer. I'm sure you're wondering why I felt the need to ask such a question. Well, its part of the whole "show, don't tell" mission during these rewrites. Or "smell, don't tell," har-har.

Anyway, between Google and YouTube I have been able to answer a lot of the questions I've come up with. Such questions as:

How far from Los Angeles to Santa Barbara

Survival knife

How to skin a rabbit

How to skin a squirrel

Butterfly bandages

men's pants sizes

4 door Jeep

Have I piqued your curiosity yet?

The only other problem I'm really seeing as far as the technical part of my writing is the commas. There are commas everywhere, like someone (me) took a ten gallon bucket of commas and dumped them all over my manuscript. I don't know where they come from. Sometimes its just a run on sentence, but sometimes, they just appear in the middle of a sentence for no apparent reason. I found a few in the middle of words. In fact, on rereading this paragraph I found three commas that don't belong here. I am definitely a comma junkie.

Comments

  1. Hi. I love the new look!

    I have no idea how people got the answers to such questions before the internet. It's really leveled the playing the field for us that have never skinned a rabbit.

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