I’ll be honest. I LOVE editing. But the thought of it scares me crazy. I look at this novel that I’ve just written and there’s so much I need to tweak and change and jerk and delete and add and it’s all so very overwhelming.
Then I look at my life and I think, “This is ALL overwhelming!” So on days I couldn’t focus, I went through my emails and deleted and filtered and unsubscribed. I’m still filtering and deleting, but it’s been so amazing to have a mere fraction of the total emails in my inbox that I’m used to getting. And it made me realize how much time I spend sifting through emails. Now I can scan for something I want in the folder and then mass delete. All of a sudden I have all this extra time, it’s weird. It’s amazing how something as little as a few emails from Amazon a day becomes a huge time suck.
That was a success, so I moved to my computer. Applications and files all over my desktop. Gone and filed away into three pretty little folders. I don’t need to look at all that everyday.
Then, I had a few new ideas taking root. One is my maybe NaNo project. I want that ready to go by November 1 just in case, so I’ve been researching and trolling for names and taking notes in between editing sessions. (The only story-related things my brain will let me do at the same time I’m working on something else.) I also did research on another story that’s been patiently waiting for months. (And will be waiting further still, but thankfully the MC understands my reservations and continues to be super patient with me. ^^) The other ideas are still in the very early stages of production in bake mode so I’m just taking notes and names as they come. Everyone is happy and my brain is unmelted.
Now on to attacking my life. YAY!
So back to editing, Lol! I have all these notes on my desk telling me to take one chapter at a time, look for excessive filtering, looked for huge patches of unbroken dialogue because I like to talk, and some general consistency and fleshing out notes. I’m not really looking at them, but I can see the colors out of the corner of my eye and it helps somehow. Every time I run into a “she can see the lights up ahead” I freeze and ask myself if I need that filtering word because I know I have a note about it hanging over my head. Apparently I like to filter.
I also have my lovely stack of notes, organized by chapter, I think, by my keyboard for the changes I know I need to make.
Before all this decluttering, every day was a fight to sit down and get some work done. I wanted to. I just worried constantly about missing something, rushing it, failing miserably. I’m still worried about that, but now I feel better about some of those pesky little things so I feel better in general. They’re also out of the way and can’t distract me anymore so editing it is. Lol! I think sometimes we use things like that as excuses. The only thing to do is take care of them or ignore them. It’s funny because when I get started I’m fine and on a roll until I have to stop for work or sleep. But it’s amazing how much easier it is to relax and sit down for an editing session now. Maybe there’s something to this decluttering thing after all. ^^