As I struggle through the (hopefully) last round of edits of The Hating Game ARCs, I'm continually amazed how many of these little typo critters are clinging to the pages.
Even though I've read each sentence countless times, still they remain: persistent, resistant and taunting me with their beady little typo eyes.
I'm determined to hunt them down and KILL them; to gain the advantage; to reclaim my novel. Still, one must be realistic in one's efforts. I am only human, after all. Typos have plagued our race for years.
Death to typos! Who's with me? Writers, unite!