It seems that I have a special form of dyslexia; I can't read my own writing when it's on a computer screen. Try as I might to pour over what I've written in order to find errors and typos, I am only about 10% effective and hundreds of the little blighters get under my radar.
I've come across some absolute gems, such as people visiting a place on a regular bass (just your regular, run-of-the-mill fish and not one of those aberrant bass that you hear of), them covering their hands with their mouth or a now immortal mistake I made which had a hotel room inside a fridge and not the logical way round.
My girlfriend and my edits of a paper copy of my current work have both really shown me how poor my editing skills are on a computer screen, and also that my writing style is so scattershot; ideas are all that escape and the demons of grammar, punctuation or even cogent thought are all exorcised for the good of the plot. Which, in and of itself, doesn't really get a look in. I flurry through, getting words straight from my mind to the computer without sense intervening.
It just makes me appreciate how important editing is, and how much a lack of proper editing skills might have played a part in prior publishing failures. It's definitely something which would have had a major effect on my chances.
Saturday, 25 October 2008
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