Read Aloud
For the past few days, I've been hunkered down reading my 234-page manuscript out loud.
Every. Single. Word.
It's one of the ways to catch awkward phrasing and unnatural sounding dialogue.
It can be a tedious part of the job.
But as I walked into my bedroom today, where I have the pillows set up all comfy and nice for propping my big ol' three-ring binder, I realized how lucky I am.
I sat down at ran my hand across the cover of the notebook filled with awe that all these pages, the characters, their jobs, and their pets, and the beekeeping business (yes beekeeping) didn't exist a few months ago.
Then I took my red pen and began to slash the hell out of it.
Every. Single. Word.
It's one of the ways to catch awkward phrasing and unnatural sounding dialogue.
It can be a tedious part of the job.
But as I walked into my bedroom today, where I have the pillows set up all comfy and nice for propping my big ol' three-ring binder, I realized how lucky I am.
I sat down at ran my hand across the cover of the notebook filled with awe that all these pages, the characters, their jobs, and their pets, and the beekeeping business (yes beekeeping) didn't exist a few months ago.
Then I took my red pen and began to slash the hell out of it.
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