Proofreading and sub-editing for page and screen
Looking for a flexible proofreader and sub-editor you can rely on to eagle-eye your artwork? Call me! I'm from an ad-agency background, which means I'm used to scrutinising everything from web page mock-ups to good old-fashioned print work.
And don't worry, I'm not some Jenny-come-lately. I've been proofreading for a long time. When I started back in the day, the tools of my trade were a red marker pen and the obligatory magnifying glass for digging deep into the small print. Oh yes. Old school. Using the British Standards Institution (BSI) proofreading symbols.
Today, I'll happily mark up your copy electronically, whether you send it to me in PDF or Word format, and I'll return it to you with amends annotated or changes tracked.
I'm sooo much more than a spellchecker, daahling!
Yes, I'm an intrepid typo hunter. But spelling slip-ups and sausage-finger key mishits aren't the only thing on my watch list. Here's what else I'll be doing when I put my specs on for you...
GRAMMARING
Making good your grammar and perfecting your punctuation.
TIGHTENING
Sorting out syntax: changing the word order to make your copy crisp.
COMPARING
Observing your design format, checking for consistency throughout.
VERIFYING
Checking the accuracy of names: brands, products, people, places, that sort of thing.
DECLUNKING
Looking at the overall readability and flow. Are there any bits that make me stumble?
LISTENING
Is your tone of voice consistent throughout? And will your readers get the message?
How much does my wordsmithing cost?
It depends. Ideally, I'd need to see your document to work out how long it would take to knock your copy into shape.
What I can tell you here and now is that my hourly rate keeps pace with the Chartered Institute of Editing and Proofreading's suggested minimum.
The best thing to do is drop me a line and I'll work out a quote for you.
What people say about my work
"There's also her eye for design detail. I've been given lists of seemingly tiny tweaks which, when implemented, give the page a professional clarity. Nothing escapes her attention."
Elizabeth Tillotson
Founder, The Magnificent Singer
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Pick up on this!
Sharp Words is here
Sha-sha-sha-sharp Words is here!
To, aah, proof it. Proof it good!
Aaah, proof it. Puh-proof it real good!
Salt-n-Pepa
Legendary '80s hip hop frontwomen
WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?
Some people have a problem with me. And they have a similar issue with I. These innocuous personal pronouns have been usurped by an evil interloper: myself, the once-benign reflexive pronoun gone bad.
What the hell happened? It’s as if it mutated in a language lab, breaking its double-strand reflexive DNA before leaking out and spreading its anti-grammar virus throughout the English-speaking world. Now every other person is suffering from chronic myselforrhea.
I first heard it on a train. The welcome-aboard announcement ended with: “If you need any assistance, myself or one of my colleagues will be happy to help”. Huh? Was he trying to sound posh or summink?
I only realised we had a serious linguistic infection on our hands when I heard Radio 4 presenters myselfing in interviews. Even more alarming, their radio dramas are peppered with myselfisms too. All the while Auntie Beeb, erstwhile doyenne of ‘The Queen’s English’, doesn’t appear to be batting an eyelid.
So it looks like it’s down to me. Okay, let’s do this...
First of all, are you mad? IKEA on a Sunday?!
Secondly, always put the other person first. It’s a politeness thing.
Hmm. Let’s say your friend flakes on you. Take 'Alex and' out of the equation.
Okaaaaay. You sound weird. Maybe you ought to reword that?
Ding dong, now we’re getting somewhere! Let's say Alex changed her mind...
Double ding dong with glitter on top. Good trip?
Honey, you’re cured!
You could try getting ChatGPT to write your copy for you. Or you could...
ROCKIN' BOTTOM!
What now? Email me via my button to brief me about the words you need fettling.
Of course, you're welcome to stay here a while longer. Just don't click that button of mystery...