There was a fair amount of red, and as much as I joke about
my ego being torn to shreds, I really enjoy the editing process—even the long
meetings with the long talks where I’m defending why it’s imperative that a
character look over their left shoulder and not their right. It must happen that way. It must! It’s all
a part of the larger story and deeper meaning! Can’t you see? Don’t you
understand?
But at the end of the day, whether it’s just to do their
job, or whatever, it’s good to see people toiling over your work to make it
better. It might be uncomfortable to see big notes of red ink asking you to
change a perspective, or really hammer the point that something doesn’t make
sense, or is redundant (or that you’ve already said it), but the challenge to
rethink what you’ve put down is always a welcomed experience. What’s truly scary
is when a page is blank of red marks. Or several pages in a row.
The next parts of the book have been in the process of editing for a month or so, and
while that's been happening, I’ve been creating the “intro pages” and carefully applying the edits to Act One. When all acts have been assembled
into one “body final” document, the copyrighting process will begin, and so
will a submission for a final proof.
Can’t wait for the copyright to be done, though. That’s when
I can start running me mouth about some thangs concernin’ the plot and
characters. I've also been hard at work with the final book trailers.
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