Good literature has the power to transport you to wherever the author sees fit. For me, misplaced punctuation and spelling errors have always had the power to wrench me right back out of it, like rust to a train wheel. With a bit of natural polishing though, that train will run as if the rust was never there and as the editor, I am that polish.
Whenever I sit down to edit, I ask myself: what is being said here? Is there a better way of saying it? If there is, I will do everything I can to find it.
There is a glowing comfort to be found in a string of words that have been arranged with care and purpose, their only desire to share a piece of another world with the reader. So I set my lamp to 48% brightness, press play on my Chill playlist and I edit.
