I am a writer and I am in the midst of editing my book. It is hard, harder than anything else I have ever done. As an artist, it feels like I am killing my art. Those are my words, my characters, my dialogue. It is like a thousand little paper cuts all over my body.
Today was no different. My editor came to me with changes to be made and one of them was huge. I needed to meld together chapters 3 and 4. It was a flow issue and it needed to be fixed a.s.a.p.
I swallowed hard and dove in. My heart was all aflutter but I knew that if I was serious about being an author, I had to do it. I sat in front of my computer and then it hit me!
Editing is the litmus test for writers. Anyone can be a writer but those who are serious and dedicated to their craft, do whatever it takes to bring out the best in their writing. Those who edit fiercely are true artists. Those who do not are weak.
I am determined to be a true artist and therefore will edit fiercely. Did I edit today? I sure did and rereading chapter 3, it was like spun gold!
Which one are you? A true artist or a weak writer?