Wednesday, August 13, 2008
The joys of late night typos.
Okay so it's late (11:33)and I am working on my book. I am typing a scene while I am on the phone with my best friend who is allready blaming me for her derailment of her writing career.
So I go back and read what I wrote and this is what I saw.
". . . He wore a satin costume in red and black, his long black hair was braided down his back. ( oh. . . that sounds bad. . .I sound like Dr Seus!) A small secondary brain was tucked behind his left ear." The word was supposed to be BRAID.
I started laughing so hard I couldn't even tell her what was wrong. Then it took forever to fix it because we were laughing so hard.
I guess the lesson is unless you want to fix some really weird typos, dont write after ten.