Surviving a Misprint

A poet can survive everything but a misprint.~ Oscar Wilde

Waiting to see my book, to hold it, had aspects much like the anticipation I experienced during pregnancy. When the book arrived (Free from Hepatitis C: Your Complete Guide to Healing Hepatitis C), I sat down, began reading, and found a mistake. I misspelled someone’s name in the acknowledgements. There it was in black and white and all the joy flew out of me.

I will spare you the conversation that went on in my head—it was not pretty. It was poetic if you think that saying the same four-letter word repeatedly counts as rhyming. After a few minutes of ranting, I pulled myself together and decided to talk to someone about it in the morning.

The next morning I knew I would survive this. Mistakes happen and no one would die over this. I have made errors as a nurse, and those are tough to deal with; fortunately, those errors were minor ones. As for the misprint, I would apologize to the affected party and I would continue to write, despite the risk of exposing myself, as I really am—a human being.

The book is on Amazon if you want to see what she looks like. I will not point out the mistake.