In Her Hands
Exciting times. My next book is currently in the hands of the Editor... most probably getting the proverbial beat down, but that's more than fine. As a matter of fact, it's expected . . . and if you are a smart writer- appreciated. Click and drag to move
Sometimes as writers, we are so embedded in our work, no longer able to see the mistakes, hear the missed beats, or visualize the long pause. I know for myself, I can be wordy, and yet still miss the mark. Descriptions can fall flat, and characters can look confused. Time and its relationship to the written word is fascinating. While I write, time ceases to exist. Passes me by, and so does most of my ability to be grammatically correct. I throw those words down, force them to build, to expand, to create. I litter my pages with brilliance and wit . . . and yet. So to all those highly talented Editors and Proofreaders out there, I humble myself to your skills. I thank you for catching my mistakes, and for making my work shine. I beg for your forgiveness when my ego gets in the way of a much needed correction, addition or, can I say it?- subtraction of my ramblings. I thank you also for your patience when I fight you on every word, expression and description. Stubbornly holding onto each error, cantankerously. I know I can be a pill. My next book is in the hands of the Editor. Thank goodness.