Editing Blues
I hate editing. I thought I was fine with it. In fact, I knew I was making the story better with each round of edits that I did. Now, on my umpteenth round, each mark on my manuscript feels like a little splinter on top of a paper cut on top of a nasty bruise. I know the edits are necessary if I ever want my story to be read. I also know my book is good. [Luckily, my beta readers have all been enthusiastic.]
Still, some of the joy I felt while writing the story is siphoned off with each new round of changes. It’s becoming very hard to sludge through and keep the momentum I’ve had going for months while I wrote the story and worked on the initial edits. I feel ready to break free and work on something new, but there’s work still to be done.
What do you do to stay enthusiastic when the editing blues get you down? (Other than plant your butt in a chair and force yourself to get to it.)
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