So first day of editing and it has been a successful day - 225 pages
read. I'm not doing a proper edit. This is more of a story check to
make sure I haven't forgotten a character, left plot lines hanging that kind of
thing. The strangest bit about it is how much the story has affected me
emotionally while I read it.
I have genuinely enjoyed it as much as I have sitting reading the Wheel of
Time, Honor Harrington novels and others of my favourites. All of these I
have gladly spent whole days reading. Now I'm not saying my book is as
good as these, not by a long shot. My language and prose alone is miles
behind these giants. I'm only talking about my emotional response.
Today has not felt like work in the slightest. Even when I have an
enjoyable day writing 7,000+ words I am absolutely knackered. That is not
the case today. I liked the byplay between characters and the poignant
sections left tears in my eyes.
Is that wrong to say that about your own work? I have no idea.
Hopefully my friends who very kindly act as my beta readers will like it just as much.
The strangest thing today though, was that I found a gazeebo outside my
house. It's been very windy today and it must have been blown out of someone’s
back garden. I have no idea whose it is or where it's come from.
I've left it in a corner where it can be easily seen from the road and won't
blow off again. Hopefully the owner will find it.
Dinner is almost cooked, so time for food!
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