Monday, February 7, 2011
Writing Ain’t Easy: Me & My Inner Editor
Bob is my inner editor. He doesn’t like me when I’m working on a new project. He snuffles and snarls at me. He keeps butting in and tries to give me suggestions.
I tell Bob to go away.
He doesn’t listen.
I remind him of all the wonderful shinies he can play with once I’ve finished the first draft. I entice him with bad grammar, clumsy sentence structure, and adverbs he can fix later.
He begins to salivate.
For a while, he stays in his corner, but it doesn’t take long before he ventures out again.
I tell him to go away.
I slap him.
I ignore him.
He whimpers and pretends he is wounded.
I finish my first draft.
Bob cheers and pops open a bottle of champagne.
I begin my revisions and give Bob a nudge.
Bob’s fallen asleep.
What’s your experience with your inner editor?
*This post was inspired by Vic’s Friday post at Hairnets and Hopes.