A Matter of Time (#4) - Mary Calmes Mary Calmes, I have a gift for you: ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.
Okay, there. No, wait, here's some more: ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.
Take them, use them liberally. Just splash them on there. I promise you, it helps.
I just don't get it, you are clearly a lovely author and while Jory made me want to punch him in the face a lot, I quite enjoyed the series. But why the dearth of commas? Are you allergic to them? Are you haunted by some kind of weird ghost that eats commas? Does a fairy die every time you use one?
I can't wrap my brain around it...