Saturday, March 19, 2011

Wisp of stream

Sometimes editing is subtle. Same with reading.

I was just reading a Robert B. Parker novel, Night and Day, and I came across this sentence.


She held her coffee cup in both hands in front of her mouth, watching the faint wisp of stream rise from it.


Something seemed wrong, and I had to read the sentence twice before I realized that Parker probably meant steam, not stream. You can't catch everything, even though you try.

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