one of those week

 I started editing my book this week. The amount of peace and fun I had while doing so is a testament to the benefits of only crossing the bridge when you come to it. I wrote the entire first draft without editing a single thing beyond correcting spelling mistakes when I saw them. And while writing the first draft the idea of editing the whole things was daunting. Now that I’m in the thick of it however I am loving it. 


I’m editing in two parts. The first is marking up a physical copy of the draft, noting sentence changes to aid in the flow, typos, ect. The second will be to apply the changes to the master copy of the book. I don’t know how others do it, but this is the process I’ve used for editing and revising since I was in school. 


It won’t take me more than a week or two more to get through this first stage of editing. Taking all things in bite sized portions really does wonders. Its been a quiet week, editing doesn’t have the same rush and excitement as first drafting, but its peaceful. 


The changing of the season is taking it toll, meaning I long to lounge in the sunlight like a cat. It’s almost like I can feel the rapid approach of winter before fall has truly hit. What does that have to do with writing you ask? Good question, it doesn’t really I just want to rest more than I want to work on my book. Once I get into it and start I love it but its the starting. 


Oh well its just one of those weeks, hope your week was better than mine but if not know I feel you and I see you. Sometimes you just have to allow yourself to be slow about it, because one step forward is always better than not moving at all. 

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