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Thursday, September 15, 2011

Apparently my reputation precedes me...

A loyal reader recently made me aware of this, which is just too funny not to share:

Via a comment in Seanan McGuire’s LJ, I see that romance author Susan Andersen has discovered a typo in the digital version of one of her books:

"He stiffened for a moment but then she felt his muscles loosen as he shitted on the ground."

Shifted — he SHIFTED! God, I am so appalled, not to mention horrified that anyone would think that’s what I wrote.

When Chris read this to me, I had to wonder:

Me: Do you think she’s horrified that people would think she wrote that her character took a dump, or that they’d think she wrote shitted instead of shat?

Chris: She’s a romance novelist. They generally don’t work blue.

We were both reminded of a (possibly apocryphal) story from decades back (which I think I first encountered on GEnie’s SFRT), in which a romance author not only named her hunky male sex object Drek, but opened her book with “Drek was hard and brown from long hours in the sun.”

Thanks- I work out.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

Is Drek the metaphorical name for the shit on the ground? Long, brown, hard from the sun?

Thursday, September 15, 2011 10:24:00 AM  

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