The proof is in the reading
Grandad November 3rd, 2008
I just received an email from the publishers.
They attached a few sections of The Book that needed amending, so I fixed them and sent them back.
Apparently, the draft is sent off to people who actually read the stuff I have written, and who look for mistakes and spelling errors.
After reading my little efforts, four of them are now happily living in a maximum security home for the terminally bewildered. Three others have left their jobs to pursue a career in alcoholism.
It makes you think though. Think of all the crap that has been published. Someone has had to read all that in great detail. There is no speed reading or chapter skipping for them. What is worse, they have no say in what is sent to them. They can’t insist that they only proof read John Grisham.
There are also people employed by the television stations who have to watch films all day, so they can be checked for timing, rating and the like. It sounds like a lovely job until you think about it. Imagine having to watch four American teenage romcoms [Jeeeeeezus, how I hate that expression!] in succession before you are allowed home. Imagine if you were forced to watch satellite television, where you had no control over what you watched. It’s a fate worse than death.
Just think… Someone has to proof read all Cecelia Ahern’s books.
Fuck!








