Re: Changing small letters back to proper Capital letters in .doc by thanatoid
thanatoid
Sat Mar 01 20:18:15 PST 2008
"Robert A. Macy" <macy@california.com> wrote in
news:613018b5-03a6-4687-be53-56c1adab16df@e10g2000prf.googlegr
oups.com:
> HELP!!!!
>
> I have a 40 page .doc story document that is all caps. I
> wish to change it into regular type print, small letters.
>
> However, it's easy to use the format change in Word, but
> how do I change all the letters that should be capitalized
> back into caps? Letters like I, or proper nouns, or even
> the first word of every sentence.
>
> Don't tell me to manually change everyone. There must be
> some easy way to go back and forth between all caps and
> regular print.
>
> What is it?
Not using Word, for a start.
Since I don't, I can't tell you, but if you save your
masterpiece as .txt then you can put it in Metapad or another
real text editor with that function and convert everything to
"sentence case". You can do the "I"'s just by a change of all
"spaceIspace" (space stands for " "). There is no getting around
having to re-read and catch SOME capitalizations manually,
though.
Still, annoying as Word is, I actually would be surprised if it
didn't have that same function. But you either have to look at
the menus or read the help file to find it. Life is just hell,
ain't it?
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on the make, all of them doing their damndest to take someone
else by surprise, to relieve this man of his property, to enjoy
that girl's flesh. There is no gentleness, there are only
pleasures. Eyes which already devour the easy prey offered them,
eyes which seek out the chink in the armour, the weak point, the
little patch of pale skin into which the nails can sink and
bring blood spurting out. Spying eyes, fierce eyes, sharp eyes
which loathe and wound. A look which passes summary judgment, a
knowing look, one which wants, not to understand, but to keep at
a distance, to consume at a distance. A kind of tentacle, eye-
sucker clamped to the intellect's stomach. The world is not
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