While I wait for a small handful of pseudo beta readers to
ply their magical trade on my novel, I start Round Four of editing myself.
Because, as is said in the movie “Babe,” there are ideas that tickle and nag
and refuse to go away – for in them lie the seeds of destiny.
Doleful Creatures isn’t going away. When I have an idle
moment, I recall fond memories of editing in Round Three. Yes, fond memories.
That sounds weird. But I take that as a good sign.
And even better, as I toil away on this book: Other books
that I’ve written are crying out for attention as well. Maybe there is
something to this writing thing.
The big edit so far, just a few pages in: I’m still mixing
my verb tenses. That’s not a good thing. But with every edit, I’m catching more
and more of these errors, and fixing them.
And maybe this time through, the story will be better.
This is all rather inspirational. Though part of me is feeling like this right now:
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