I simply hate rewriting. It's the most difficult part of the job, as far as I'm concerned. When I write I know the gist of what I want to say and put it on the computer. It seems to me that it should be fine, just the way it is. Unfortunately I do re-read what I've written and notice all sorts of things that must be changed. Perhaps it's some spelling and grammar. Sometimes I tend to ramble. It might even dawn on me that a particular sentence, or god forbid an entire paragraph, doesn't make sense.
Whatever the problem, I just don't want to fix it. I don't want to do the drudgery of the all-important rewrite. That's not to say that I don't do it, because most of the time I do. A brilliant friend of mine is kind enough to read the work I'm currently doing on my memoirs. I sit and wait for her reaction each time I send it. When it finally arrives the notations for corrections instill a sinking feeling in my gut from realizing that I must fix it.
OK, I've spent enough time writing this blog and now I have to get back to my latest rewrite. Maybe I could just go have something to eat instead.......
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