Editing Delight

I opened my mail today to find The Priest’s first chapter corrected by my editor.  I read every note she wrote with trepidation, and I am happy to report that there were only few of them.

Having your words corrected by another person can be unnerving, but it is part of the publishing process. It is also part of the learning process to become a good storyteller. Every line I rewrite now, it is a line I wont have to rewrite later, and the next novel I write will be easier to correct. The day will come when I’ll only think about the story I want to tell.

Today I am one step closer to realize my dream, and I am glad I never thought of giving up. I know the odds are not in my favor. I am an Italian writing in English. A nobody trying to get people to read her work. But, what can I lose? 

Editing Delight