Happy May everyone. Spring. The time of new beginnings and rebirth. For nature, and for me.
Writing is hard. It takes work and perseverence. I keep at it and hope that what I write is something that people can get into and enjoy. I had always thought I was pretty good at that. Putting words to paper to create a story that readers could enjoy and relate to. I have always had positive feedback for the most part on my natural talent in that regard, and maybe a few critiques on my formatting and some grammar issues. But overall, I thought I had a pretty good ability to weave a story.
The past week or so, I have been working with an editor that has been kind enough to read my work and give me some invaluable feedback on the things I need to work on. I am so happy to have someone that is honest about her thoughts and really tells me like it is.
On the flip side, I am completely frustrated. When I send pieces in, they come back with more red markings then original text, the things I thought I did well, I am apparently inept at. It is very deflating, and maybe that is the point. Break her down to build her back up? Make sure she really belives in herself? See if she will give up or if she really has the fortitude to go forward? I am alot more stubborn than I look...
I guess we will find out. Going to go out today and ejoy the sunshine, then hopefully later, I am going to once again completely redo my first chapter of Machenwood and see if I can find and express my "voice". Maybe it won't get squished this time, it that editing sea of red pen.
Wish me luck!!