All right, guys, you win. I’ve just started editing the manuscript. It cost me ten bux to print it off at the local college, but I bicycled home with a ream of paper in my bag and grinned like a total fool. Take that, you gorgeous spandexed runners, I have a fucking book manuscript in my bag. (Unfortunately, yes, that’s how my mind runs a lot of the time.)
I sat down to do a read through. This is not like copyediting at all. I have no distance. I have no inner resources. I look at it and am in awe. I’m not in awe of myself, rather I’m in awe of the incredible amount of work it’s going to take to live up to my one or two killer sentences. They all have to be killer sentences.
And it turns out that my clever organization scheme sucks. But that’s OK, I can rearrange. I figure I have to rearrange before I try to make all my sentences pretty, right? One of the reasons I printed the damn thing out is that I have said a majority of the things I need to say. I have no ending, yet, but that doesn’t concern me. I still have to do some research, but I have a few phrases on each research page so I know in general where I need to go with it.
I’m somewhere between philosophical about it all and horrified. I sound all cool and collected, like I know what I’m doing, but how the fuck do I make the right editing decisions??? All tips welcome.