Crossing the finish line, I want to share my thoughts from the final leg of this marathon. Editing, not as the editor but as the writer whose work has been edited, is in a word….HELL. There is the joy of coming across a page with not a smudge of red ink on it. Yay! Then there’s the urge to grab your floaties as you come upon a page that’s a sea of red marks. Ugh. It’s enough to make you want to drink or bang your head on your desk, except for the fact that neither a hangover nor a concussion will aid in getting the edits done.
Going through the edits of your manuscript is sort of like looking into a mirror. You’re shown the weak points in your story. You’re shown your strengths. Mostly, you’re shown a way to make your story the best story it can be for you and the readers.
I’ve come to the conclusion that writing the book was the easy, ‘easy’ being relative, part of this journey. Trudging through the sea of red is worth it when you read your manuscript and KNOW you’ve put your best work out there.
Now it’s time for me to put my waders on and get back to my edits. Before I skedaddle, I thought I’d leave you with THIS little ditty, found on The Writer’s Circle FB page, on whether or not it’s alright to end a sentence with a preposition. It seems that particular rule may have come to be because some writer during 17th century got his knickers in a twist. What do you think?