My New Year’s resolution is to finish my novel. I have been toying with it for the past five years, working in fits and bursts, without truly focusing on finally pulling it all together, with a beginning, middle and end. Hopefully by recording this goal right here on my blog, I will be spurred on towards completion.
In honor of my goal, I have spent the past few days editing previously written chapters, hoping and praying my unwilling eyes will find my tongue tripping typos.
My frequent errors caused me to worry about my blog posts. I hope any typos are not overly annoying. Can you forgive a few misspelled words, stray commas, and dangling sentences?
The problem I find when rereading something I have personally written, is that I know it backwards, forwards and inside out. It is impossible for me to spot my typos. When I reread my own work, my brain extrapolates exactly what I expect to see. My blind spot for typos in my own writing is massive. I have to print out my work and force myself to read it line-by-line, word-for-word, all the while quelling my eyes’ eagerness to sprint to a scanning pace.
Because of my own errant ways, I really don’t get in a flap, when I spot minor typos online or in books. I figure, it happens! Everyone slips up! No big deal!
Oh, how wrong I be!!!!!
I spent sometime reading Amazon book reviews and quickly came to realize that most people absolutely abhor finding typos in books. The punctuation police take no prisoners!
I think the golden rule is that typos must never mess up the flow of a sentence, forcing the reader to re-read it over and over, to clearly understand what’s going on. Breaking the spell of the writing is a definite no-no.
Editing errors or sound inequalities in a movie are unforgivable to most movie watchers. A booming microphone at a concert is annoying, but the audience is completely unforgiving if a singer messes up the words. Think of the ensuing media uproar, when a singer flubs the national anthem before a big sporting event. As part of my Americanization, I have learned there is a zero tolerance public policy for errors in all things artistic. It appears the majority believe art can, and should be, produced without errors.
Are online typos and blog errors more forgivable, than those found in newspapers and books? I hope blog readers understand that posts are more immediate than other forms of shared written words. They are not pored over by teams of editors and multiple sets of scrutinizing eyes, with red pencils at the ready. At least, that’s how I reassure myself.
And so, I would like readers to regard finding my typos similar to a child discovering an unexpected toy inside a cereal box. I think every one of my posts probably has at least one typo. If you discover it, take a bow, and feel a little proud of your editing skills.
I ask that all my wonderful blog readers, forgive a few misspelled words, and accept my extra speckling of commas, as a light sprinkling of pixie dust!
Thanks for following my recipes and ramblings.
Slán agus beannacht,
(Goodbye and blessings)
Irish American Mom
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