• Forest for the Trees
  • THE FOREST FOR THE TREES is about writing, publishing and what makes writers tick. This blog is dedicated to the self loathing that afflicts most writers. A community of like-minded malcontents gather here. I post less frequently now, but hopefully with as much vitriol. Please join in! Gluttons for punishment can scroll through the archives.

    If I’ve learned one thing about writers, it’s this: we really are all alone. Thanks for reading. Love, Betsy

I Gave Her My Heart But She Wanted My Soul

I’ve been working on my editor’s notes for a month with ten days to go. She has nipped, tucked, corrected, questioned, prodded, challenged, and inspired me. Word choice, cliches, active verbs, varying sentence structure, wordiness, tightening, extraneous details, point of view. After 30 years of editing, I’m humbled by her work. If a sentence, sentiment, or thought is off by a hair, she questions it. She calls me out on all my bad habits. She has also encouraged me to take more chances. I am almost ready.

Are you?

9 Responses

  1. I do my best but rarely make the grade. I like your notes. We rarely are able to see what we write. We need an outsider to tell us how it is.

  2. Ready or not, here it comes. That’s the way it always is.

    I’m working on drafting the final parts of my book about MS and life and death. I’m also re-reading your book, “The Forest for the Trees,” because it’s good and useful.

  3. It is a long-held dream of mine to have a personal editor. Be brave! Looking forward to your new book!

  4. “Almost,” is the key word. I have always teetered on almost. I jumped and I’m glad I did. It may never be perfect ( nothing is perfect) but it’s almost.

  5. I’m in the slumpy, dumpy middle. Hello from the depths of despair.

    Gosh, I don’t know. With every project I think I take risks, but maybe I’m only kidding myself.

  6. I let my dog run free down on the old railroad tracks by the lake. Sometimes we see someone else walking their dog coming from the opposite direction, so the leash goes back on. I’ve learned to let her off the leash shortly after the other dog passes because my dog never looks back but instead keeps moving forward. The sweet little dog has imparted good advice through her actions.
    -MikeD

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