Last week I finally finished the last round of paper editing on Father’s Books. This was supposed to be just to find and fix typos, but turned into yet another round of “let’s move this sentence over there” and “I can cut this paragraph” sorts of edits. Which is not to say there weren’t typos too. Most times there’s nothing much interesting about typos, but every once in a while they’re cute.
Now of course that was supposed to be cart track, not cat track. If you follow a cat track, well, who knows where you might end up?
This, of course, is the type of typo that a spellcheck isn’t going to help you find, but I don’t actually use spellcheck anyway, as these days, misspellings get flagged immediately when you type them. I also don’t bother with grammar checks, since I know I’m not going to take any suggestions that might result. When it comes to proofreading, there’s no substitute for printing out the document and reading through it. And then doing it again. And again. And, uh, again.
Just one more time after this. I swear.