Granted, I'm waging warfare with all the resources at my command, but I fear that my armies are lying bloody on the battlefield. At any rate, they're covered with red ink.
- "The poem, 'My Sister's Sleep,' by Christina Rossetti..." I know it's a poem. You know it's a poem. The entire class knows it's a poem. Do you really need to tell me that it's a poem? And do you need to tell me this more than once?
- Shallots. Good when cooked. Not good in papers about Tennyson.
- "Seems." It seems to me that many essays seem to have an aversion to seeming to talk about what the work under discussion seems to say.
- "These works have many similarities and many differences." This. Means. Nothing. Absolutely. Nothing. (Insert instructor banging her forehead against the desk here.)
- Another and another and another and...
- I'm beginning to feel sorry for the semi-colon. Has any other punctuation mark ever caused so many dark nights of the soul?
- I harbor a sneaking suspicion that my students have read too much James Michener. Nothing else can explain essays that try to begin from the absolute beginning. One of these days, someone is going to hand me a paper that begins, "Before Wordsworth, dinosaurs walked the earth."