Showing posts with label Headsup. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Headsup. Show all posts

This is now a creative writing blog...

...apparently.

Somewhat to my surprise, The Engine Room has been included in BestCollegesOnline.com's list of the Top 100 Creative Writing Blogs.

The list actually features a dozen 'grammar and editing' blogs, and it's good to see a creative writing resource that pays attention to the nuts and bolts of language use (as Apus might say).

And while I can't vouch for all the other blogs in the list, a few of my favourites do make an appearance – notably GrammarBlog and Headsup. I shall have to check out the others (those in the 'grammar and editing' section, anyway) in due course.

Friday roundup: Apprentice, blogs, limos, Croydon

Time for this week's Friday roundup:

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I'm a fan of The Apprentice, which is in its third series here in the UK, and watching it this week I was amused to hear one of the contestants referred to (by Voiceover Man) as a "trained barrister". I didn't know that you could become a barrister without training. What's that – you can't? Then surely just 'barrister' would have done. Or maybe he meant "trained as a barrister but not practising as one..."

Alan Sugar, silver fox

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A couple of additions to our blogroll, both worth checking out: Copy-Editing Corner and Headup: the blog. Seems there are more blogging subs/copy editors than I realised... Talking of which, it might be time that I subdivided my blogroll as it's getting a little unwieldy.

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Earlier in the week Apus wrote a post mentioning the origin of the word limousine, and the photo I downloaded from image library Morguefile to accompany the post turned out to have been taken by the author Emily Roesly. I thought it only fair that I gave her a plug...

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A story in free paper Metro about a teenager who had difficulty ordering a taxi because of the slang she used made me laugh this morning.

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And lastly, I had an email from my mum saying: "I know Posh and Becks called their son Brooklyn, but I've just come across a child called Croydon!"

It's not as unlikely as you might think, oh mother of mine – after all, Croydon has often been referred to as the "Manhattan of South London". On the other hand, David Bowie called it "complete concrete hell" and he's not often wrong...