My formal education ended in total collapse and defeat, almost entirely through my own failure of nerve. I was the sort of child who hated being asked to think more than I loved being praised.
OMG, I haven't had time to read any emails that aren't from angry creditors all week and then to finally get to this mid-morning, end of the week. Pure Joy! But like every Chatner I've read so far, I have to stop along the way & not just to catch my breath, to order the book by Patrick L Femur and then to watch the whole Fred Astaire duet, wonderful! But to the heart of the post, the Chatner's look at the unavoidable discomfort of being edited. is dizzying in the best possible way! The bulleted list of responses at the end of the post will come in handy for all of us. That passage, is it from the Pit and the Pendulum? I'm going to commit it to memory!
Once they ask you to think, you might as well strap in for a balls-to-the-wall re-write.
There's also my defense: "Look, I was lucky enough to sit down and get the first draft out! You think I can strike gold twice?"
It’s like this was written for me, today, as I try to edit something 🙃
I got edited on Monday and am still feeling it. Look-how-they-massacred-my-boy.gif
OMG, I haven't had time to read any emails that aren't from angry creditors all week and then to finally get to this mid-morning, end of the week. Pure Joy! But like every Chatner I've read so far, I have to stop along the way & not just to catch my breath, to order the book by Patrick L Femur and then to watch the whole Fred Astaire duet, wonderful! But to the heart of the post, the Chatner's look at the unavoidable discomfort of being edited. is dizzying in the best possible way! The bulleted list of responses at the end of the post will come in handy for all of us. That passage, is it from the Pit and the Pendulum? I'm going to commit it to memory!