My lovely spouse is rolling a blog of her own these days. It’s “Love, Your Copyeditor,” and it’s great for readers and writers, teachers and torturers. Throw a box of red felt-tips on the passenger seat, a fistful of yellow stickies in the glove box, and burn rubber on over there. But prepare to get your undies in a bunch if you are a hard-core descriptivist or don’t care to sort your “that”s from your “which”s. You have been warned.
P.S. Their are three errors in in this postscript.