Tis’
the season for that thing I hate the most.
Editing.
But
this year I have decided to go in with a positive attitude. I officially love
editing. I can’t wait to start editing my novel. I only have to edit like a
hundred and sixty pages before Halloween. No big deal, right?
Okay,
I’m lying through my teeth. But the simple fact of the matter is that editing
is one of those necessary evils. I’m not incredibly good at editing, not the
way a professional would be. Plus I’m so close to my stories that it can be
easy to miss small details. However, I really try hard.
So
keep your peanut gallery comments to yourself. (You know who you are…)
Someone
on the internet told me that if I really cared about my writing, I would hire a
professional editor. No. See, I do care about my writing, but the fact is that
I am too poor to hire an editor, end of story, good day to you sir. If you
think it is so important, then you
can pay for my editor. Most of those idiots on the internet have never finished
a novel in their lives. Let alone had the guts to publish one.
So
there.
For
the next couple of weeks I will be throwing myself headlong into the editing process.
I will probably be needing lots of Starbucks in order to keep going.
Challenge
to my Readers:
Art
is art. I work hard at what I do. You don’t get to say anything until you’re
working as hard as I am.
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