Grammar is something I'm not sure any of us modern-day youngsters are confident of. Short of specialising in English grammar in college, I doubt any of us could with any confidence or certainty give definitions of the various tenses, rules and so on that govern the language we speak. I'm not sure our parents' generation had any clue. This is probably simply because we don't have time to worry about grammar.Unless, of course, your job requires you to worry about grammar. Then you're in a really sticky situation. As a journalist (or an aspiring one, depending on how you define my current job) I am automatically expected to know my grammar. To be fair, I do consider myself fairly well versed in grammar and spelling. I was that nerdy little girl who always had her nose stuck in a book, and as a result I had a vocabulary wide enough to make me the butt of many jokes and the subject of ridicule in my primary school days. I did try to get them back by loudly correcting their ridiculous mistakes in class sometimes. What can I say, haters gonna hate.
Unfortunately, as an online journalist whose primary role involves photography, video filming and editing and other issues with web maintenance, I have been quite out of practice with writing, grammar, and general skills that every self-respecting journalist should really have for a year and a half now. The days I spent in the Evening Herald being yapped at down the phone for my barely passable writing are a distant memory. In a way I regret that, even if there was no real promise of a decent job out of it. I feel like I grew a lot while working there, even though it was only for a very short time. I think I react well to pressure in most cases, and I feel like that news editor was doing me a huge favour by picking up the phone and barking at me. It might have led me to an early stress-related heart attack one day, and it might not have been a terribly happy workplace, but I came on in leaps and bounds and I felt like a real writer. Now, I make very embarrassing spelling mistakes, and even occasionally grammar mistakes. In speaking, I've even slipped into bad habits. I don't think I've gone so far as to mix up "literally" and "figuratively" just yet, thankfully.
Ben Masters wrote a very interesting and amusing article on the misuse of "literally" for the Guardian recently, and I thought I'd share it here as it inspired me to do a little bit of soul searching where grammar is concerned.
It's true that many of us use words like "like" "sort of" and "literally" because of our insecurity - when we're unsure of what's real and what's not, we suspend reality and create sentences that are very non committal. This makes perfect sense to me - the more uninformed we are, the less confident we are about what we say to our peer group - we're afraid of getting it wrong and being ridiculed, so we generalise, or we ridicule.
Maybe it's time to dig out the ole grammar text book we used in college and trawl through it a bit. Or maybe it's just time I started writing proper, structured blog posts to keep my eye in...








In the spirit of votes for women, I want to pause for a moment to show respect for
I'm slightly nervous writing this. Mainly because I'm nervous that the Chinese snatchers (yes, that's a Harry Potter reference) are going to burst in the door and shoot me any minute. Oh and they'll then send my family the bill for the bullet they wasted on my worthless traitor self(apparently they really do that in China).

This is nuts. Am I the only one who thinks this is nuts? The Catholic Church, famous for stubbornly living by rules laid out (supposedly) thousands of years ago, have decided to jump into the 21st century.

