Editing, drifting & poetry
#Amediting has been this week and every weeks theme for so long I can’t remember not editing. I had a small three week break which was filled with a household of sickness. But on Monday I hit editing hard again.
I find that it’s getting easier.
I just hope I’m doing it right. I know I’m not alone in my fears on this.
I took me eight months to convince myself to stop editing while I write. So I suceeded in my #NaNoWriMo goal and wrote an unedited story in a month.
I hope it doesn’t take me another eight months to gain faith in my editing. I know I’m on a better path with that now. I got offered help and I took it. But all the advice in the world isn’t going to make me a better writer only writing and reading is.
I tried to read during the last three weeks but managed it horribly. Little ones require moms undivided attention.
That all I have to say about editing for now. On to drifting.
I’m unsure of what to post today. I used to ReBlog one of my reviews from the website I write them for but they weren’t as popular as I thought they would be. So it was decided I should stop sharing them. This is where the drifting comes in because I don’t know what to post.
Finally we arrive at poetry.
I have started trying to write a poem a day which in reality turns into one every other day. They are on the dark side. I’m using them as a way to keep my writing juices flowing. Maybe I’ll start posting them on Thursdays. Now I’m back to drifting.
Scattered is the mind of a mother. At least this one.
