I’m encouraged by the typos I read. (When my inner grammar police is done, of course.) It reminds me that all authors are human; and no matter how much we work, slips of the key are normal.
We can edit and revise, point out and advise; but grace towards each other (I’m talking to reviewers here!) and good stories are what matter most in the end.
My Dad read me a G.K. Chesterton essay the other night. The subject was writing and mistakes in it. I found it both hilarious and encouraging. You can read it here. Enjoy! 😉