Well it's past midnight in New York and I haven't yet. Phillip might be too pooped to help tonight--we'll see. But tomorrow for sure. I have a week, but I'm ready now, so the sooner the better--on to other things, like meeting Cal again--before I scare the man off.
My hero, Carolyn See, suggests drinking red wine and eating tomato soup while you edit. I haven't tried it but I think when it comes time to edit the book I will take to the red diet.
I am a self-published writer of short stories, poetry, and politics. I'm a rescuer of dogs and stray cats. I believe everything is political—especially sex and religion.
8 comments:
As long as you know when to stop editing and let it lay. The little bird has to leave the nest sometime.
;>)
I know bad writing whern I rea dit.
See what I mean?
As long as you don't overrationalate the power of worderation-thingies.
;>)
gottcha.
You could and you did!
Well it's past midnight in New York and I haven't yet. Phillip might be too pooped to help tonight--we'll see. But tomorrow for sure. I have a week, but I'm ready now, so the sooner the better--on to other things, like meeting Cal again--before I scare the man off.
Have you ever thought how much more cool Sinatra is than Paul McCartney? That's your talent too - that element of danger.
My hero, Carolyn See, suggests drinking red wine and eating tomato soup while you edit. I haven't tried it but I think when it comes time to edit the book I will take to the red diet.
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