My erotic romantic comedy novels will be released under my Daisy Dexter Dobbs pen name (which I’ve been using for many years) while the traditional (non-erotic) romance books will be released under my newer Susan Bodendo pen name.
I have a reputation within the publishing industry for turning in clean manuscripts, meaning little editing or correction is needed. I go through each manuscript several times before submitting, tweaking and checking for errors. Unlike many authors, I actually enjoy the editing process because I want to do all I can to make my work shine--to ensure it’s as perfect as I can possibly make it. The last thing I want is for readers to be pulled out of one of my stories because of some glaring error. Of course, errors still occur...and this post is about a doozy.
My eyes bugged and I gasped.
Right there in the middle of this emotion-filled scene there was a typo. I inadvertently called the hero’s most virile body part a "sock" instead of a...well, you know…
It wasn’t caught by me, or by my editor, or by the final line editor--and the book was published that way. Oh. My. God! The typo makes the line unintentionally uproarious because of what’s happening. Let’s just say there was...um...well, saliva was involved.
My gleeful guffawing at the absurd hilarity of the situation soon morphed into an ugly cry, rife with self-pity, humiliation, and well-deserved, albeit mumbled, chastisements.
To the best of my knowledge, the ridiculous blunder was never publicly mentioned by readers or reviewers. Maybe no one ever noticed! But what if they all saw it? And talked about it. And made fun of it. And made fun of me! And decided never to purchase another one of my books again, EVER! Oh my God, how mortifying! How awful! How terrible! How...ahahahahaha! How hilarious! No, shameful and embarrassing! Horrifying! Hehehehehe! But funny as hell! Ahahaha...waaaaaah!!!!
That was way too much emotion before I even had a chance to finish my first cup of coffee.
For obvious reasons I won’t tell you which book it was, so don’t even ask. Although it’s out of print, there are still copies floating around. Since this scene is far too good to toss, I’ll be using a rewritten version of it in another book--but you can damn well believe there will be no mention of hosiery of any sort!
--Super Earthling…roger wilco, over and out