Fun fact, while revisiting an old story I published, I realised that, after doing a lot of research previously into the years of a specific thing, that I could not use a name of a place because it was changed in 1954… The story took place in 1955. I am so stupid.
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happened to me when i handed in my dissertation. spent years writing it, sent it to the printer, checked the proofs, sent it off to the uni’s library for storing it (or whatever they do), checked it out later to show it off to my girlfriend: second paragraph, first word, right in the introduction, typo. fml
I know the pain.
It’s like “trust me I am actually good even though I wrote ‘sceince’ right at the fucking start!”
