Monday, July 25, 2005

It turns out...

...that I am a poor proofreader.

I type, read, re-read, correct, re-read, correct, and post, find a typo, find a grammatical error fix them, come back find another and another and another.
The ones that I leave while commenting cause me to hide under the desk.

Clearly, repeated instances of hitting my head getting in and out of cars and all those gin and tonics have cancelled out years of education.

2 comments:

BeckyBumbleFuck said...

*laughing....* I seem to be inappropriately doing that a lot, don't I? I just really enjoy your conclusion.

And BTW, it happened to all of us. Despite neverending editing, there always were more mistakes, ALWAYS. Eventually you will resign yourself to the fact that you can't get EVERY last typo. Then you will realize that it will just end up bound and dusty on 3 or 4 different bookshelves in the world, so no big.
This is why proofreading *departments* exist, my lovely one-woman book maker. DOn't be a perfectionist on this one.

ergo said...

BBFK, my dear, I hope that you always laugh as loud as you want whenever it strikes you. What is life but a string of occasions that call for inappropriate laughter, aye?

; )