Living for the Revel (catvalente) wrote,
Living for the Revel
catvalente

OMGWTFBOOKBEAR

I am propped up in bed, unable to sit fully straight up due to back pain, in a Flexeril haze. About all I can do is write short LJ entries--brain is not shining through for real writing--or read. Knitting is right out, and I find it uncomfortable to watch anything onscreen these days without fiber arts in my hands.

So I'm reading, or trying to read, The Logic of Millenial Thought in Eighteenth-Century New England, and get my Cotton Mathers on. I get through the introduction. The line reads:

I assume all responsibiility for errors, sins of omission or commission, or any other faults the book bears.


I read:

I assume all responsibility for errors, sins of omission and commission, any others are the fault of the book bears.

And I'm like OMG THE BOOK BEARS ARE WHAT MAKE TYPOS IN FINAL MANUSCRIPTS AND ORPHANS AND WIDOWS AND MISSING PAGES AND BAD TYPESETTING AND THEY CLAW OUT YOUR BEST INTENTIONS AND NOM YOUR BEAUTIFUL PROSE UNTIL ALL THAT'S LEFT IS A PITABLE, PUBLISHABLE SHELL OF THE THING THAT WAS ONCE IN YOUR HEAD.

BOOK BEARS OH MY GOD.

And then I noticed my mistake, and mourned briefly for the loss of a world where all other sins could be blamed on book bears, (who in my head look like the Alot), took some more anti-inflammatories, and scrunched down further into bed.
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