Stylistic Consistency Has Got Me Down Honour. Valour. Colour. I learned to spell not so much in school (though I thank them for teaching me to spell "business" and "cat"), but from reading. And, quite coincidentally, it appears that most of my books were written by British authors. That means that, as American as I am, I learned that flavour is spelled flavour, not "flavor". However, I was not raised British, and apparently the effects of British spelling have been restricted to the "or/our" variation, "paedophilia", and "diarrhoea". I never picked up "connexion" or some of the other differences.
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Now, I'm on the net, and I've been living a lie. In order to avoid being accused of being a poseur, I've stuck with exclusively American spellings. But every time I write "color", a little part of me dies inside. Is it better to suffer the slings and arrows of denying my true spelling, or take arms against a sea of self-repression, and by opposing have to deal with people getting on my case for inconsistent spelling schema?