Taming the Inner Copyeditor

“Your the best!”

“Let’s go over their.”

“The Smith’s”

Are you cringing? I am.

Welcome to my world. Am I the only one who notices every misspelling and/or grammar mistake?

I can be driving in the car and notice such errors on signs and billboards. I can be passing through a neighborhood and find issues with various displays. Don’t even get me started about social media posts.

Being an observant copyeditor is both a blessing and a curse.

When I am writing my own pieces or editing someone else’s work, my ability to spot errors comes in handy. When I am reading someone’s social media post or fancy sign and see mistakes, I have to fight the urge to correct everything. It’s a constant struggle.

I attribute (blame?) my copyediting skills to one of my school teachers. He taught me everything from eighth grade English to Journalism to senior Honors English to college freshman composition. His teaching style? Pound grammar and punctuation rules into the students, showing no mercy. It wasn’t always pretty, but I came out of it with a keen knowledge of where commas go and don’t go, how to use a semicolon, and which verb tense to use in any situation.

Moving on to college, I majored in print and broadcast journalism, continuing my adventures in grammar. Professors marveled at my grasp of these principles. I could barely do math, but, if you handed me a piece of writing to critique, I was in my element.

I pursued a career as a college professor, using my copyediting skills every day, much to the dismay of many of my students.

For several years I served as the student newspaper adviser, and, by the time an issue was printed, I was sick of it because I had read it over and over and over in an effort to catch each and every error, with one or two always slipping by.

DISCLAIMER: I do not judge friends and family for grammar miscues. They do happen, especially with AutoCorrect and other tools in this electronic age. I am just saying I am sensitive to them, much like some people are sensitive to smells while others respond to certain sounds.

The next time you see something listed as “For Sell,” think of me and the other copyeditors who can’t help but notice such things. Copyeditors, UNTIE! Um, I mean . . . UNITE!

Carlton Hughes, represented by Cyle Young of Hartline Literary, wears many hats. By day, he is a professor of communication. On Wednesday evenings and Sunday mornings, he serves as a children’s pastor. In his “spare time,” he is a freelance writer. Carlton is an empty-nesting dad and devoted husband who likes long walks on the beach, old sitcoms, and chocolate—all the chocolate. His work has been featured in Chicken Soup for the Soul: The Dating Game, The Wonders of Nature, Let the Earth Rejoice, Just Breathe, So God Made a Dog, and Everyday Grace for Men. His latest book is Adventures in Fatherhood, co-authored with Holland Webb.