Friday, March 09, 2007
Editing; A Writer's Friend or Foe?
It all depends, of course, on whose writing we're talking about.
If it's your own, then your words is like your childrens.
"It appears that you have two sons and a daughter. We editors have taken notice. Is it really necessary to have both sons? It's redundant."
"But...but I love my sons! Both of them! Even the ugly one!"
"Well, if you ever want to sell your family, you're going to need to cut down on the excess. I mean, come on... TWO boys? Nobody's going to want to see one of them and then turn around and see a repeat. They'll get bored! They'll go watch TV and scratch themselves instead. No, I'm terribly sorry, but one of them has to go."
"Okay, but I'm going to keep him in a folder for later."
That's the way it feels, anyway. I've been diligently trying to force myself to write a page a day in the Scruffy Love book, and so far so good. It seems, however, that I have fallen into the Stephen King trap: describing mundane things in order to "immerse" the reader.
Ricky the Bastard took a deep breath. First, he dilated his nostrils slightly, then with a contraction of his diaphragm, forced an imbalance in air pressure between his lungs and the surrounding atmosphere. This caused air to rush into his respiratory system, where the alveoli in his lungs grabbed greedily at all the oxygens in this air that had recently taken up residence...
It gets boring after awhile, my father has pointed out. I read my work to him, you see, because I'm proud of the fact that I actually accomplished something.
"So? Whaddya think?"
"I never really loved you."
"I mean the story."
"That's what I'm talking about. It was so bad, I've recanted my regard for you."
"What should I change?"
"Take it all out and replace it with something better."
Editors have to be harsh.
Posted by Paul FooDaddy Brand at 2:50 PM