What qualifies me to write ‘Edit Zombie,’ anyway?
NOTHING. Absolutely nothing.
*Other than the million websites, books I pile next to me as I edit. Makes … me … crazy*
Of course, my hope is to condense every possible rule(s) down to one simple book, smaller than the Chicago Manual of Style. Easier to deal with, updated from Strunk & White. Maybe a table or two.
Too much stuff comes my way, like a bullet train without notice. Much of the material seems overwhelming, and heavens above, I need those books/sites to quote from.
I am finishing Forget Me Not: Non Compos Mentis. The synopsis and proposal complete. One more pass through and in the mail it goes. Yes. This time, not email, but
whosoever -oh wait- too Biblical. Whomever accepts snail mail because I am computer-illiterate. Yes.
Sure I can get onto a few sites. There are a lot I haven’t heard of ’til recently. Reddit. Instagram’s been around, but … er, I am on social media, so much so that my writing, editing and reading time gulps blinky like a Pac Man. I am that old.
When it’s done, it may look like the image above, that which will haunt your dreams…