I’ve spent the last few days concentrating on editing my novel. Today was especially good because I finished reviewing the whole text again for the sixth or seventh time.
But, now I’m finding my excitement waning as I know the hard part is still ahead.
I got a critique back on my previous novel, basically ripping me for numerous things including character characterization contradictions, passive tense, telling not showing, and much more.
So, now I have to review my novel with these things in mind, looking for each specific problem–one at a time. Which is fine but I’d rather be writing instead of editing. This is where the real tediousness begins…
But I’m determined not to rush this one and make it as good as I can.
So, I’m going to have to take my list of edits from the top and work my way down (cringing the whole way). But until I am Stephenie Meyers and can pay someone to do this for me this is what will get me an agent and a publishing deal.
So as much as I hate it, I’m gonna suck it up and get to work. What are my other options? This is my passion, my purpose. No one said it would be easy.