Yes, I am bugged by incorrect capitalization. Quite bugged.
So bugged, in fact, that I cannot even bear to re-read my first post on this blog.
For clarification, it was an experiment. Like I stated previously, I am most disgusted with blatantly misspelled words and non-capitalization merely because one is just too lazy to reach a tired pinky that extra half-inch to the "Shift" key. That makes me want to pull my hair out.
The reason I did it, however, was to show just how bound by conventions we are. Just because of some people long ago who came up with our present system,we are bound to capitalize some words and to leave others in just lower case. We as writers don't get to decide what words are important, worthy to be granted a capital letter in front. No, that is decided for us; we don't get any say in the matter. I wanted to challenge this.
Of course, don't get me wrong; I'm not the first brilliant mind that has stumbled across this notion. Goodness no. One poet comes to mind, whom I first came across about 5 years ago, in February 2005. His name is, appropriately, e.e. cummings.
I recommend his poems, particularly "dying is fine)but Death."
In a related topic, anecdotally speaking, self-esteem is linked to name capitalization. Again, this may only hold true in the life of Sherri.
If I look back at past emails and whatnot, I know without a doubt that I refrained from capitalizing my name at the bottom of emails because I didn't think it was worthy of being given a capital letter.
I urge you to think about how much of your life you think you have control over, but really you do not.
--Sherri
it is the Meaning behind something that holds importance, not the thing Itself.
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