A couple of weeks ago, I was talking about editing. To be honest, I find editing a bit of a mixed bag. Part of it is really enjoyable – the part where you get to gradually see the writing tighten up, and where you start to bring everything together to move from a disjointed bunch of ideas to a real story. But there’s another aspect of editing that I have to admit I find quite painful – trying to keep up with all the little dots that dance over my manuscript.
You know the ones I’m talking about. The colons and semi-colons, and especially the commas. I have no idea where commas are supposed to go. Every time I go back to revise one of my drafts, I feel like 20% of the time is spent actually refining the story and writing, while the other 80% is spent moving commas around. And around again. And around a third time. Even just writing this blog post, I reckon I’ve spent half the time fiddling with commas.
I’m lucky that I have my editor. She always seems to know where commas go. She’ll tell me that because this is a post-conjunctive phrase alongside a relational-subjunctive clause (or something like that), there has to be a comma between them. As for me, I just go on instinct. If I feel like a need to take a breath, I chuck a comma in. Only problem is every time I read it again, I find myself wanting to take breaths in different places.
I’m waiting for technology to catch up. I’m waiting for word processors to become so clever, they know exactly where the commas (and all the other types of dots) are supposed to go, and just stick them in as you’re typing. And then I’ll be able to spend less time trying to follow those pesky dancing dots, and more time working on my actual story.
Till then have a great week.
Or should that be till then, have a great week.
Oh, I give up.
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