I cannot edit my own writing. I just can't. I miss too many things, because my brain fills in what is supposed to be there, and that makes it hard to catch things like punctuation errors, spelling mistakes, inconsistencies, and words that have been accidentally left out.
I could not be as proud of my finished product as I am, without knowing that Shannon has gone over it with a fine tooth comb (and a red pen). She not only catches all my mistakes, but she also leaves me amusing comments in the margins such as "I'm hungry," whenever I mention food, "you're a jerk" whenever I kill a character, and super random remarks such as "I like cheese." These are not only entertaining, but they make going through and fixing the actual errors she caught fun, and more like a treasure hunt than actual work.
Besides all this: she has recommended my book to countless people, included information about my book in her Christmas letters, and just generally encourages me through comments and emails. Thank you, Shannon!
2 comments:
I love you, girl! :)
And, by the way, I might just write an interesting and narcotics-induced Friday artist post for you this afternoon. As long as I don't fall asleep first. Be afraid. ;)
And, for the record, I am hungry, I go like cheese (preferably blue cheese, feta, or Lowes Foods extra sharp or NY sharp cheddar - all other store brands are inferior, as is Kraft or other name brands), and you are a jerk for those particular choices.
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