©Jeanne E Webster
Have you ever perused some of your old writings and come across a few that you haven’t a clue who wrote it?! I have and occasionally have had to drill down to the beginning of the piece to verify my authorship. Is this a sign of aging or wool gathering syndrome? I’ll call it WGS, for short.
I am not a friend of acronyms. In fact, I detest them. A thoroughly paced and jam-packed article is forever pitched into the proverbial trash can when these eyes espy one of those “alphabet soup” items. It’s a cop-out. The author takes it for granted every reader knows what he’s writing about, therefore he throws in the capitalized initials and hurries on to the next line. He’s a lazy writer and expects the reader either to know the meaning or figures he’ll educate the reader while he’s digressing throughout his wonderful discourse.
It’s one thing to throw a new-fangled word into the piece, trying out his/her expertise with its meaning. But to type in ALL CAPS is an outright insult! The reader has no alternative, if the acronym is foreign, but to look it up in the dictionary, which many times it is not even there! Therefore, I do not like acronyms and another reason for my distaste of the word, ACRONYM, is that it is hard to spell correctly. I usually get too many NYM’s in there or add another N somewhere.
Now, back to my story…I apologize for the lengthy tirade above, but needed to clarify my inclusion (horrors!) of an acronym. I promise never to do it again.
I came across a poem this morning and thought perhaps to post it today. However, the longer I doddled over it, the foreign’er it became. For the life of me, I couldn’t remember writing it. It had a familiar ring to it but nothing solid to confirm ownership.
When I write, it is usually handwritten on pieces of scrap paper or a notepad. I scribble the words down rather hastily and days later perhaps, I finally conclude my thought process and sit down to transpose it to the computer for in-depth editing and scoring. As the days fly by, I naturally have discovered more important or exciting ideas to put to paper and the words of yesterday become fodder for WGS in the worst manner. (Oops, I did it again!) Only after the piece is ready for publication do I add the copyright symbol and my name.
Hopefully you understand my predicament this morning. The poem is lovely and has a humorous twist, but I don’t want the joke falling on me if I am not the true owner. It is in publishable condition, all typed and ready to go except for a copyright and name. However, I have set it aside for another day and written this explanation for my slacking off procedure. (Would you call that a SOP?)!
Tomorrow is another day–(did I write that or did someone else do that…) I need another cup of coffee! 🙂