Recently I’ve been trying to revise something that’s truly awful.

It’s harsh, I know. And I know that the book I’m revising has potential to be good once it’s cleaned up, otherwise I wouldn’t bother. I still can’t help but cringe as I read through it, seeing all of the mistakes that I missed during my first edit.

Two questions go through my mind when I read through: How could I have been so careless? and How bad was it before I started editing?

There’s a switch in POVs when I started writing in first person and then changed my mind, important details such as the murder victims’ times of death are inconsistent, and my protagonist needs a serious attitude adjustment. Those are just a few of my problems.

Yet I’m getting into this story again. The novel is my baby. It’s the little child I forgot about for almost two years and now have to pour in as much love as I can to fix all of its problems.

Fresh eyes helped. I put the book away for over a year, and now there are passages that I don’t even remember writing. The freshness is making me excited for the story again.

Another thing that excited me as a writer actually happened a long time ago. This was actually back in May. In the process of trying to get some people to help me revise my novel, I was asked to complete an interview for someone else’s writing blog. The post can be found here. Not only was it nice to see my name on someone else’s blog and get my 15 minutes, the lone comment made me smile.

“This is a fantastic interview. One of the best I’ve read actually. I’m glad I dropped by.”

Thanks Darrell!

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