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Wednesday I read pages written by my critique group, red pen in hand. They’re great writers, so there wasn’t much to fix. Just a comma here and there, a funny little misspelling, a viewpoint that needed to be gently pointed back in the right direction.
Later, I found myself editing my closet–taking out summertime clothes, things that no longer fit, things that no longer please me. Fixing a dangly button. Ironing a blouse so it was smooth.
Then, my Wednesday piano students started to arrive. I realized I was editing again. Guiding a hand into the proper shape. Correcting a misplaced note. Making things more harmonious. Shaping a phrase.
I didn’t realize pretty much everything I do is editing.
Maybe that day was devoted to editing, but let's not forget all the creating you've done/you do. From children to manuscripts, which are a lot like children, you are a creationist.
Thanks, Chris…I needed that reminder.
I will never again forget how to spell eisle. Or esal. Or eisal. Well, shoot. at least I know how to do a proper ellipsis……
I love our group to the point where it's a bit unhealthy.
I am absolutely in love with that picture! It does seem like editing is on the menu. My closet could use an edit something crazy. 🙂
I know! Those roots!
I know, I know, those roots.