I read the manuscript, reread it, and then read it again. Spell-checked it several times. Kind friends read it for me. And there is STILL a misspelled word in the pages of my new book, Every Last Stitch.
Yeah, I know: lemonade out of lemons, and all that. So, in the hope of sweetening some very sour lemonade, here’s my offer: to the first reader who finds the misspelling in the paperback and emails me at reidybooks.com, I’ll send a $25 Amazon gift card. (Hint: it’s an adverb. Adverbs are mean and sneaky, and they don’t like to be speled rite.)
If, in your quest for my mistake, you happen to enjoy the book, let me know. It will make my lemonade a little bit sweeter.