Editing. It’s a reality of writing, and sometimes it can be torture. Anyone else out there ever get sick of reading their own work?
Last week I was in hyper-edit mode, going over, and over, and over my manuscript so many times, I cringed at having to read it. Again.
As someone who edits as I write, you’d think clean-up wouldn’t be hard. When the manuscript is done, all I need to do is tweak, tighten, and make corrections suggested by my critique partners. Easy-peasy, right? If only that were the case.
During one of my marathon days of editing my husband asked, “Don’t you have an editor who does that?”
Yes, but I’m doing pre-edits and I want them as whistle clean as possible. I also had a deadline so time was not a luxury I could afford.
Reading the same book three times in three days is exhausting…
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