Okay. Over eight years ago I decided to become a writer. I was obviously young and had a lot to learn back then, but I thought writing would be an easy job. Not easy. But I love it, and over the years I’ve gotten to an average of 4,000 words a day if I push it. I can write. I like that part.
What I don’t like is revision. Some of you who have read my articles might know that I don’t cut out entire scenes and quotes just for the sake of slimming down the book, but I do check for errors and where clarification is needed. But I hate revision. It drives me crazy. In fact, I don’t think there’s a strong enough word to tell you how I feel about the jogging-through-wet-tar feeling I get from sitting down to ‘revise’. But you can’t publish a book until you make sure at least most of the errors are weeded out. So, it remains to me one of life’s little evils.
Which I try and hide from every chance I get.