Over the last ten days, I’ve put in at least eighty hours editing, editing rewrites, and editing the edits of A Tale of Robbers and Cops. Writers will detect an overabundance of “echoing” in the previous sentence. Tough.
Three days ago, I finished my seventh or eighth round of edits. Wow, I’m getting there.
Two days ago, I began to read ‘Robbers’ aloud. What a mess. I began another round of edits.
Today, feeling exhausted, beyond frustration, and just plain whiny, I tweeted:
Editing “Robbers” again today. Will the book never be finished?
I haven’t written a word for the next book in weeks. Detective Hector Miguel Gomez and the other members of the Liberty Police Department Anti-Gang Enforcement (AGE) unit must think I’ve given up on them. They’re probably wondering, “How will we ever lock up Geronimo and the Knife?”
Brian Thiem sent me a note:
“I’m doing a rewrite now and plan one more after that. Once I accepted that rewriting/revising IS writing, it’s been easy. If you’re like most writers, even those best-selling authors, you’d wish you could take another crack at it even after it’s in the bookstores.”
My friend, mentor, and sometimes editor, Vi Moore sent one as well:
“Best-selling authors tell me they do at least five full edits. Congrats! You’re on your way.”
Several other friends wished me Good Luck.
Thank you all for your comments and support.
I went back to work with a fresh and positive attitude. Yes Brian, I’ve accepted the fact that rewriting is writing. With yours and Vi’s comments in mind, I accomplished more in the last four hours than the previous two days. Thanks.
