The Undiscovered Country

She Won't Leave Me Alone

My internal editor, that is.

No matter what I write, be it a blog entry, an article or short story, even an email to a friend, she hovers over my shoulder and whispers, "That's terrible! Reword that. You used "I" too many times in that sentence. Repetitive statement in this paragraph. It's 'your' not 'you're.'"

With spending so much time editing lately, I can't shove her away and just write.

I love the written word primarily because I can always edit it later. Writing crap is better than writing nothing.

Editing itself isn't the problem, it's the editing as I write. I can't tell you how many times I've rewritten a single sentence in this entry alone (this sentence has been reworded three times -- make that four. Five).

How do I manage to write anything with her breathing down my neck? The least she could do is consume less onions and garlic.

The question is, do I save or waste time by editing as I go?

No idea, and I'd like to find out someday. Once my internal editor takes a long nap or vacation to a far, far away place with no phones or email, that is.

Unfortunately, I don't see that happening any time soon.

And no comments about my internal editor not knowing a thing about writing by critiquing this entry (kidding)!

And! If you don't like this entry, it's all gennivre's fault. She made me post it.