Here’s a short, humorous, all-too-true post about typos.
Writing means edits. Editing is writing. Slash those words. Kill your darlings*. Cut and add and fix and all that jazz.
I don’t mind editing. Actually, I like reading the ideas my editor has for my novels**.
When something structural needs to be fixed, I’ll do it. Go through and change up verb tense? I’m on it. Add a little to intensify a scene. Awesome.
But…oh, the embarrassment. The trauma. The…the…the…
They can be sprinkled throughout a manuscript, hiding among sentences. They’re the little comma that snuck in somehow. Or the the the repeated word. “She took a step toward the steps”. UGH!
Nothing will bring the lofty mind of a writer back to earth like a manuscript, rife with typos.
When I need a little humbling, I think of all the
tipos tIepoes typos that I consistently need to weed.
*”Kill your darlings” is an expression in…
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