So...let me tell you about my on-line self-editing workshop. Things didn't go as planned, thanks to back-to-back ice storms in my area. I originally took it to help ferret out my tendency to tell rather than show. Basically the advice was: don't do that. Well, okay. I got that. It wasn't helpful. I spent quite a bit of time researching to find the explanation that I could actually wrap my tiny mind around. (And hope that it actually stuck with me.) They all basically said the same thing, but it takes the right example before my personal 'oh yeah' light blinks on.
I learned about gerunds. Dangling participles. Misplaced modifiers. You know, all the stuff that many of us promptly forgot the minute we walked out of English class? Yeah. It all came rushing back, draging along that same 'almost there' headache I remembered from high school. The words may as well have been written in a foreign language, and again, made zero sense.
Obviously, diagramming sentences is not, nor will it ever be, my strength. At least now I know. How else will editors ever make a living without people like me around?
The irony was pretty thick too. One of the first lessons was about unecessary usages of the word 'that'. I'd just spent an hour going back into a rough draft to insert 'that' everywhere I'd unconsciously dropped it. I figure the problem with 'that' is going to depend on editorial preferences wherever you go. Some like it, some find it superfluous. Almond Joy/Mounds.