Once, back in the mists of time, I attempted to write a book longhand. It was slightly disappointing because when I tried to move it across to my computer, I found that copy-paste wasn’t working.
Actually, I just couldn’t read my handwriting. J.K. Rowling I was not destined to be.
So now I just do everything on computer, including my revisions. With the kids’ book I’ve been pretty stuck with my rewrites, so I did the unthinkable, and wasted ink.
The revision process is still slower than polishing a tiger’s eye with tissue paper, but it has been very different. It’s slower because I read the work in a completely new way. I’m more vicious with phrasing, more inclined to just strike through chunks.
And I’m beginning to feel like this might be a better way for me to work on revisions.
As you can see, I just could not bring myself to use a red pen. I needed to be a little kind to my poor writer-brain, after all.