It’s something writers aren’t told, aren’t educated to prepare for, nor taught at all to understand.
Publishing work makes you very vulnerable. I know from experience.
Every time a book of mine was set free to roam on its own, pangs of fear, shame, worry, and an utter case of vulnerability struck. This is especially so when the work is personal, not fictional.
My latest publication leaves is my most personal book — I feel entirely exposed. The book is the contents not necessarily of my head, but of my crazy heart & soul, and as such has its own language and desire — as messy and idiosyncratic as my being is.
Unfortunately, some readers are unaware of this condition, this precariousness authors feel when their work is made public. For some readers see a target, something to rail against or correct. These readers are the ones who will gleefully point out the typo, forgetting to err is to be human.
Stephen King’s Bag of Bones contains well over a dozen typos — or at least one edition of it did.
This isn’t to excuse a lack of rigorousness. It simply needs to be known — authors have feelings and especially when their work, personal or otherwise, goes public they — as an old expression goes — are playing violin, in public, for the first time, naked.