More than I’d like to admit, most of the time.
Especially in literature. If you are taking the immense time and effort to write a novel, please pay attention to yourself.
Now, while I happen to love her books, Jodi Picoult is often guilty of these inconsistencies. While I hate it, and S will vouch for my frequent mini-tantrums, at least it gives me something to do while reading the books. I am always on the lookout for these differences, that most people wouldn’t realise because they’re so insignificant or so far apart in the text.
For instance: On page 219: “Jack glanced own at his Hanes T-shirt, his striped boxers, and a pair of sweatpants he’d bought with Addie at Kmart.”
Then on page 227: “Jack sat back down and inspected his fingernails. He scratched a a loose thread in his jeans. He unlaced his sneaker, and then retied it.”
Well, that bothers me. How can Jack scratch a loose thread in his JEANS when he is wearing SWEATPANTS? And, before you ask, no – he didn’t have the chance to change – he’s in jail.
It just annoys the heck out of me. There was another, more significant one in that book (Salem Falls, for anyone who is interested – it was pretty good), but it showed up at the very end and I was in such a hurry to find out what happens (I predicted the outcome on page 224, if anyone is interested) that I didn’t take note and, after a cursory glance to find it again I gave up deciding it wasn’t worth it just to prove my point.
Then there are poorly edited novels which get underneath my skin and make me completely insane. I will repeat myself, if you are going to take the time and effort to write a novel and get it published, please, PLEASE proof-read it – for spelling errors, at least.
Anyway, I suppose that’s my little rant over with. Now, I’ve read Change of Heart and Nineteen Minutes and Salem Falls and of course My Sister’s Keeper – the next of Picoult’s novels on my list is Handle with Care which is due back at the library on Tuesday, so I’d better get cracking.