Red pens and true selves

Humbled and irritated by the experience of receiving my publisher’s feedback on my novel, I dove (swooped? wallowed? waded? tiptoed?) into the revision process. No matter how many years I have spent being edited—and knowing that editing is good for me and my work—I still struggle with the fundamental question: when does editing legitimately improve... Continue Reading →

Sympathy for the Devil

I once heard it was a good idea for everyone to have a job as a waiter or waitress at some point in their lives. (I believe the correct word these days would be "server.”) The idea is that we’ll all be restaurant customers and turning the tables on the situation---so to speak---will give us... Continue Reading →

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