Yesterday, after posting, I realized I had misspelled a word, in my title, of all places. I immediately corrected it of course, but my followers who get notified via email the second I post, would see this colossal mistake.
You would have thought I burnt the house down the way I berated myself for a simple error. The few who emailed me to say…wow…you really fucked up this morning…didn’t help either. I made a mistake…big deal… it’s not the end 0f the world.
Writers who can afford them have editors, a reason they’re graciously thanked so often in their book acknowledgements. Their eye, unlike most writers when it comes to their own work, is cleaner…like a jeweler’s.
By the way, editors when they publish, also have editors.
As far as spelling goes, read the letters between Ernest Hemingway and F. Scott Fitzgerald. It’s as if two third graders wrote to one other. We’re talking about the authors of The Great Gatsby and Movable Feast, and believe me, they both had copy-editors.
I’m writing this not just for my benefit, but for any writer who tends to beat themselves up for a common grammatical error or occasional misspelled word.
The important thing is we write, and one day, we’ll all have money in our pockets to pay someone to peruse our chapters to snip those loose threads we hadn’t noticed…
I guess because we were just too busy writing.
And in the meantime, we will merely have to bask in the grace of loving what we do 🙂