Grammar Punk Blog

Thus begins the saga of the traveling Grammar Punk Dice.

The dice and I are currently sitting in a hotel lobby in Sevierville, Tennessee. Don’t get me started on what a cool word Tennessee is…

We have just presented at the Tennessee Association of Middle Schools. It was fun. The teachers were warm and receptive and as always happens at these things, they wrote some interestingly disturbed sentences. Grammar Punk brings it out in them.

Traveling around sharing The Grammar Punk Method with teachers from all over the country is just one of the cool perks. Except, of course for the weather.

It rained in Tennessee. I don’t mean nice early summer late spring sort of rain, I mean driving, thunder-humping, apocalyptic rain. Rain that bumped off the cable in my hotel room moments before I arrived. A hotel room. Alone. In a strange-to-me city. No cable. Nightmares are made of tamer stuff.

I’d already read an entire Stephen King book on the flight—my only book. The I plan to get another book at the airport—who knew I’d get through From A Buick 8 in one 4 hour flight? Darn that speed-reading course. Actually, I’ve always been a fast reader and it’s usually not a problem, but no cable. In a hotel room. I was not a happy camper.

So, okay, I owed 4000 words on my work in progress and I had my blog to catch up, and there’s always Solitaire on my laptop— NO CABLE!  And no book! And no, I wasn’t desperate enough to resort to the Cosmopolitan and Glamour in the hotel gift shop—haven’t these people heard about paperbacks! Not to mention DVD rental! 

I survived. Barely. The dice and I had a very long, very boring evening listening to staticky yee-haw, ahem, I mean country music—I was in Tennessee, remember? It was a very long night. The dice and I were very cranky.

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